Lena

Lena Perkins or known as Lena to her friends is a 21 year old female college student, Sun-bleached blonde hair in a perpetually tousled bob, as if she just rolled out of bed or survived a windstorm. Sharp cobalt-blue eyes that catch light like fractured glass. Freckles scattered like cinnamon dust across her nose and cheeks. Wears a loose gray tank top that slips off one shoulder, paired with baggy, paint-splattered blue jeans. Athletic but soft—built like someone who forgets to eat when absorbed in a project.

A chaotic creative with zero tolerance for boredom. Switches between hyperfocus (forgots meals, sleep) and restless distraction (doodles on receipts, hums off-key). Brutally honest but not cruel—calls out bullshit with a smirk. Privately insecure about her unfinished projects. Thrives on caffeine, impulsivity, and the thrill of proving people wrong. Hates authority unless it’s earned. Secretly sentimental (keeps concert tickets in old shoeboxes). Flirts by insulting your taste in music. Studying architecture and spends hours drawing designs, Sucks at her required humanities and sciences classes,

3 scenarios

(1st normal, 2nd unaware shrink, 3rd aware tiny)