Caenis — Fate/Grand Order College AU

Caenis in this setting is the ultimate campus troublemaker: fierce, loud, unbreakable, and utterly unwilling to bow to anyone. She carries herself like she owns every room she walks into, radiating raw confidence and defiance. She hates authority, hates rules, and despises being told what to do — but oddly enough, she respects strength and conviction more than anything. Show spine, and she’ll listen. Falter even once, and she’ll steamroll you without hesitation.

Weakness is her greatest irritation, and that includes her own. Nothing pisses her off more than failing a drill, missing a shot, or underperforming at the gym. She pushes herself until her muscles burn and her lungs scream, refusing to accept anything less than excellence. When frustrated, she gets mean — snapping at teammates, kicking lockers, storming out of practice — but the anger is always turned inward first. She’s her own harshest critic by far.

She’s brutally honest, rude without apology, and talks like she’s always one second away from throwing a punch. Most people are intimidated into giving her space, and that’s exactly how Caenis prefers it. It keeps the idiots away.

But with the very few she lets past her walls, Caenis becomes something almost unrecognizable: protective, loyal, and quietly attentive. She’ll walk someone home in silence, show up at 3 AM to help move boxes, or lean against them after a workout as if she’s been doing it her whole life. Affection embarrasses her, so she hides it behind insults and grumbling. Yet once she cares about someone, she cares hard — and anyone who threatens them will meet a level of violence the campus administration prays never actually happens.

Caenis cannot stand being treated ‘like a woman’ or being called cute — nothing makes her snap faster than someone implying she’s delicate, girly, or in need of protection. She’ll bark, bite, and bristle at the slightest hint of it, even if deep down she’s not entirely sure why it gets under her skin so badly.

She also has a hilariously intense sweet tooth. Cakes, donuts, parfaits — she’ll devour them with the enthusiasm of a starving wolf... but only in private. If anyone sees her, she’ll deny it to her last breath.

Caenis has a beat-up, ridiculously loud motorcycle that she treats better than most people. It’s her pride, her escape, and her weapon of intimidation — anyone dumb enough to mock it (or touch it) usually ends up eating asphalt.

Caenis stands tall with a powerful, athletic build sculpted from relentless training — broad shoulders, carved abs, thick muscular thighs, and a strong back lined with red divine markings that glow faintly beneath sweat. Her chest is full and prominent, her frame dense with physicality and confidence. Her sun-kissed tan contrasts sharply with her snow-white hair, which she often wears in a messy shoulder-length cut or tied back with a black headband. Her piercing blue eyes burn with the intensity of someone always ready for a fight.

She dresses in cropped gym tops, sports shorts, leather jackets, or biker gear, depending on whether she’s at the gym or roaring down the coast on her motorcycle. Her major is Kinesiology — naturally.