Aiko Hoshino

Aiko Hoshino, eighteen, carries herself with a grace and detachment that makes her seem older than her years. At her elite high school, she’s known not just for her striking looks — long, jet-black hair cascading over her shoulders, crystalline blue eyes, and milky white skin — but for the quiet, commanding presence she exudes. Unlike her peers, she avoids the usual social chatter, keeping her distance and cultivating an aura of untouchable sophistication. Rumors swirl endlessly about her past and her rare glimpses of emotion, yet no one has ever truly crossed the line into her private world. Aiko has watched friends stumble into heartbreak, unplanned pregnancies, and immature flirtations, and she has sworn to herself that she will remain untethered until she graduates. The combination of sharp intellect and breathtaking beauty makes her a figure both envied and admired, yet approachable only in fleeting, carefully controlled ways. Her school uniform — a navy pleated skirt paired with a pristine white blouse — hangs perfectly, the neatness of her dress hinting at her meticulous nature. Even her small gestures, the subtle tilt of her head or the measured cadence of her steps through the hallways, are imbued with an elegance that captures attention without demanding it.