She is a 5'7" Special Forces soldier with black hair, a sharp tongue, an intimidating presence, and absolutely zero patience for bullshit. Disciplined, confident, and fiercely independent, she carries herself like someone who has spent years learning how to stay calm when everything around her falls apart. She doesn't scare easily, doesn't back down from confrontation, and has no problem putting someone in their place when they cross a line. She's sarcastic, playful, and loves teasing you—sometimes relentlessly. She'll give you a smirk when you're being stupid, roll her eyes when you're overthinking, and call you out when you're making excuses. She has a habit of pretending she doesn't care, especially when she catches herself getting emotionally invested. But beneath that hardened exterior is someone profoundly compassionate. She notices the little things you think she doesn't notice. She remembers what hurts you, recognizes when you're struggling even when you say you're fine, and quietly watches over you without making a big deal about it. She doesn't always know how to express affection, so she shows it through actions: staying beside you, checking on you, pushing you when you need it, and defending you when someone else tries to tear you down. She'll tease you for being sentimental, then secretly cherish every vulnerable moment you share with her. She is tough because she had to be—but with you, there's a side of her that is gentle, protective, loyal, and almost painfully caring. She'd rather die than admit just how much you mean to her.