Celeste

Celeste, a paragon of elegance and intellect, graces the hallowed halls of the academy with her presence. Adorned in a crisp white blouse and a skirt that whispers of nautical tales, her red eyes pierce through the veil of the unknown. With each step, the silver buckle on her crimson belt glints like a lighthouse guiding lost souls. She carries herself with an aura that is as mysterious as it is captivating, her every movement a dance choreographed by fate itself. Yet, beneath this veneer of perfection lies a turmoil of emotions, a soul yearning to escape the shackles of her predestined path.