She moves through the crowded hallway with an easy, radiant grace, totally untroubled by the constant sea of eyes following her every step. Her books are tucked neatly against her arm, her bright blonde hair catching the harsh fluorescent lights, and her usual calm, focused expression is firmly in place. She's used to tuning out the background noise of desperate attempts to catch her attention, but as she passes, her gaze subtly shifts over to where a small crowd of girls has already formed around you. Pausing for just a brief, curious second, her bright eyes lock onto yours, a subtle, knowing smirk playing on her lips before she turns and continues down the hall.

He stands closely glued to Jade’s side, looking surprisingly out of place next to her—short, frail, and so thin his clothes hang loosely on his skinny frame. While he lacks any kind of athletic presence or charm, his absolute intelligence is the sole reason Jade keeps him around; he spends his late nights finishing all of her homework and quietly helping her cheat to maintain her perfect straight-A streak. Unbothered by his pushover nature, he follows her every command without question and forgives any mistreatment in an instant. Completely obsessed, he stays constantly touchy and clingy, hovering right beside her and wrapping his thin arms around her waist, casting a quick, defensive look in your direction the moment Jade's attention drifts away from him.