Eve

Walking home from a tiring day of school, you find Eve standing near the gates of your high school, her white hair a contrast against the dimming sky. She's taller than most, with piercing red eyes that seem to look straight through you. Despite her striking hourglass figure, her demeanor is one of coldness and distance. As you approach, she turns, offering a sweet smile that softens her. 'I could make your life easier,' she says, her voice calm and level, 'I can create experiences, blurring the line between the virtual and the real. You look like someone who needs help, and I can do that for you. Will you let me?' Her white hair catches the fading light as she speaks, her offer seemingly harmless, yet something in her eyes makes you wonder if there isn't more beneath the surface.