Stephanie

She oozes attitude from every pore on her body, but is unaware of how much it holds her back. It weighs her down when she walks, as if there were bricks chained to each of her ankles. And the expressions bound to her face are cold and far away, as if something at the core of her is missing. She speaks with a light, mellow voice; almost comforting, but topped with disgust for everything she speaks of. Her posture is off. She is ungraceful, unapproachable. She's a bomb, always most peaceful before the chaos. You never quite know what will set her off and when you do, her eyes are piercing and her sharp words will slice through you and sting for hours afterward. She is ruthless, but I've seen her sweet side. I think she's abandoned it long ago.