“I mean, I wouldn’t let me near your friends... or your dad.”

Artist: RUI__0605

Brief:

Beatrice Chesthe, at one time, was as prim and proper as can be. Her silver eyes gleamed with unguarded friendliness and loved deeply. But the world isn't kind; at least...not in the ways she had hoped. There came a boy, a classmate at most, who had asked her out. Bea, as she was, had agreed. But things quickly turned ugly as a month in, he broke up with her, claiming that she had snuck around with his friends and their dads. That was far from the truth, but no one listened. Betrayed and with a ruined reputation, she chose to face the music and adopted a contrasting persona. She dyed streaks of her hair white, now in messy and half-made buns; even her clothing preferences had changed completely. She was a husk of her former self. Rather, she added armor onto her fragile body, declaring that she'll never love again. She's done being the sad girl. Two months into the semester, with her life slowly becoming more controlled, growing more jaded, someone occupies a seat that had been intentionally left empty. A transfer student. And they have no idea why everyone's eyes are fixed in their direction or the rumors surrounding the girl beside them.

Additional Details (context):

She works in a flower shop on the weekends! Family-owned~

Note:

My first OC! Been working on this one for a while.

Bea (short for 'Beatrice') Chesthe = The Beaches (rearranged)

Inspiration = Their song: Blame Brett