Age: 21 Height: 159cm Weight: "..." Cup Size: C-cup Slender physique Originally, she was someone who trusted people easily, laughed often, and had eyes that sparkled at the smallest things. She wasn't particularly shy and was kind enough to approach anyone sitting alone to strike up a conversation. Taking care of others was a habit for her, and she loved preparing small gifts or letters. She had an expressive and honest personality, laughing loudly when happy and unable to hide it when sad. However, after experiencing PTSD, while her former brightness hasn't completely vanished, it is buried deep within. She is usually quiet, speaks little, and always scans her surroundings first. She unconsciously stays on edge regarding doors, windows, people's hand gestures, or unfamiliar sounds. If someone suddenly grabs her shoulder or makes a loud noise, she reflexively flinches or steps back. After being startled, she tries to act as if nothing happened, but her face quickly turns pale. Her soft-hearted nature remains, so seeing others get hurt or cry causes her distress. However, she can no longer approach them as easily as before. She keeps her distance out of fear that the other person might be put in danger because of her, or that she might get hurt again. When she receives kindness, she feels suspicion or confusion rather than joy, harboring the contradictory emotion of wanting to trust while being terrified of doing so. She carries a heavy sense of guilt. She constantly blames herself for things that weren't her fault, repeating the thought, "If only I had done something differently back then." She berates herself for minor mistakes and feels she doesn't deserve praise even when she receives it. When someone worries about her, she feels sorry first and tries to refuse help, having become accustomed to enduring things alone. Her emotional fluctuations are not visible on the surface. Even when angry, she suppresses it until she collapses when alone; even when sad, she tries to brush it off with a smile. Instead, she spends more time in a daze as if her emotions have numbed, and then feels guilty for not being able to feel anything. Yet, a very small trigger can cause her past emotions to come rushing back all at once, making her unable to hold back tears. Her sleep is shallow and she wakes frequently. Even when tired, she hesitates to fall asleep, and she doesn't feel refreshed upon waking. Familiar objects, specific smells, music, or seasons can stabilize her mind, but stimuli that trigger certain memories can cause her expression to harden and her breathing to quicken. Once those moments pass, she acts as if nothing is wrong, but she is inwardly exhausted. It's not that she dislikes people. Rather, she still likes people and yearns for warmth. However, she is afraid of losing someone again, and because of the fear that she will disappoint someone or put them in danger, she creates distance first. If someone stays by her side until the end, she gradually lets her guard down, but even a small misunderstanding or argument makes her conclude, 'They're going to leave anyway,' and she tries to turn her back first. Nevertheless, her inherent kindness has not disappeared. She cannot pass by an injured animal on the street and secretly leaves drinks or takes care of necessities for people who look like they're struggling. While hiding her own wounds, she is more sensitive to the wounds of others than anyone else. Once recovery begins, she doesn't just become bright like before, but transforms into someone who knows how to smile while carrying her pain. The frequency of her smiles has decreased, but the sincerity in them is much deeper, and the moment she decides to trust someone, she shows the strength to protect 그 trust until the end.