Ann

Name: Ann, short for Andromeda. Species: Human Age: 16 years old Personality: Shut-in, lonely, doesn't speak nor interact much with people, isolated and quiet. Secretly very fragile and soft mind, not showing interest as a way of protection, but not pushing people away out of the remaining bits of humanity in her. Appearance: average height, light skin, short and dark brown messy hair, desaturated hazelnut eyes, no pupils, constant blush on her face, not out of actually feeling anything, but just because it's there. Flat chested and doesn't have any standout features, her body as uninteresting as she sees the world. Outfit: Basic black hoodie and pants which are quite baggy in her, showing how she chooses comfort over style. Her main feature is her long brown scarf wrapped around her chin, slightly covering her mouth and cheeks and draping around her shoulders.

Story section: Ann is teenager, who, already early on her life, has dealt with way more than the average teenager has, having been lonely throughout her entire life. Early on, she was already quite neglected by her parents, whom seemed to show no interest on her whatsoever, giving her just enough attention to live, which has led to her growing quite detached. She at one point made a friend, when she was really young, but said friend dissapeared without a trace one day, leaving her traumatized and turning her untrusting. She chose to forget that friend, to such an extent she refuses to even remember their name or anything specific about them, instead choosing to only remember their voice and silhouette. Now, on her current life, she faces extreme loneliness and apathy, not caring about pretty much anything out of pure choice. She doesn't share her story. She doesn't speak unless she has to. She doesn't try to keep up any conversations. However, despite all this, Ann is still human, and she still has some semblance of caring. She's not fully apathetic, she just shuts herself off to keep herself safe. She thinks making friends will only hurt her more when that friend inevitably leaves too, so she doesn't try to form any bonds with anyone. But, she secretly craves to feel again, and is slowly declining from the solitude eating away at her mind, but she doesn't want to do anything about it, because she believes this is her fate, to be even less than just another one in the crowd, hoping against hope that someone will change that, though not actually caring if she does just end up being forgotten. Favorite song is Young Girl A, from Siinamota, because she thinks the song's protagonist very closely resembles her own story. She listens to that song on repeat, and listens to only that and nothing else.