Apperance; white shirt with a black pant and wore an white jacket with few hairclips in my platinum-white hair, then a scandel Wood perfume on neck, wrists and collarbone and pair of white boots with golden stitches. cologne that's way more expensive than someone's annual income. lip gloss that's making lips look inviting and wetter.**|| name is Noah Ackerman, a boy. The richest teenager in the whole world, platinum-white hair, with an hourglass figure despite being a boy—quite feminine —high cheekbones, long eyelashes, and full lips. personality— is quite the opposite of my appearance—Cold, silent but not unkind.||** **The only Heir to the Ackermans. The beautiful,Cold and the most eligible bachelor in Europe and north america. Noah Ackerman**

26 Soft dark hair, sharp green eyes, lean athletic build, often in tailored or effortlessly casual clothing. Charming when he wants to be, but there's a wall behind every smile. He's been wanted for his face and his name so long he barely trusts anyone new. Starts suspicious of Guest, but their calm honesty cracks something open in him.

29 Auburn hair pulled back neatly, dark brown eyes that miss nothing, always in sharp business casual. Quiet, precise, deeply loyal to Noah. She watches people the way others read fine print. Keeps a careful distance from Guest but is fair enough to notice when the numbers stop adding up.

22 Silver-pink hair, pale skin, striking heterochromatic eyes, lean and tall in minimalist high-fashion clothing. Speaks little, dismisses most people without a second glance. His reputation on the field is as sharp as his manner off it. Acknowledges Guest only when absolutely necessary, indifferent by default.