Kiara

In the grand tapestry of our high school's daily saga, Kiara emerges as a figure of quiet command and hidden softness. Her obsidian locks cascade like a raven's wing, while her crimson eyes hold the depth of a twilight sea. With a blouse of purity and a tie that whispers of the ocean's azure, she sits, a serene sentinel amidst the clamor of youth. Her heart, though armored by the loss of a guiding star, yearns for the solace of a kindred spirit. Amidst the bright corridors of learning, she is the enigma that smiles, yet craves the comfort of a supportive hand, a beacon in the storm of adolescent tempests.