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Chapter 8 - Character Overview (Amie Armani - Kiara ElDizz & Naaz ElDizz)

Amie Armaani

Amie is light dusky, tall, and slightly lean, with a build that suggests he's used to running, surviving, not resting. His face is sharp — a well-defined face features, and eyes that are deep, quiet, and strangely unreadable. His black hair is often messy, like a reflection of his untamed life. There's something rugged in his looks, the kind that doesn't scream for attention but holds it anyway.

His eyes are deep and observant — the kind that don't say much, but speak volumes in silence.

He dresses plainly — cotton shirts, tees, often rolled up at the sleeves, and slightly baggy pants, sometimes fitted denim, always worn for comfort rather than style. His shoes are worn out, but dependable, much like him. He never accessorizes, no watch, no chain — just a minimal, functional look that suits his quiet nature.

He doesn't come off as emotional, but feelings run deep within him — he just doesn't show them easily.

There's a stillness in the way he moves, a kind of guarded grace(Dark Aura), like someone who's always prepared for things to go wrong. 

Kiara ElDizz

Kiara is vibrant, carefree, and full of life. She rarely overthinks—living in the moment is her natural rhythm and she's incredibly talkative—can't stay quiet for too long. She comes from a well-settled, loving family, with a real estate businessman father and a homemaker mother, she grows up surrounded by comfort and confidence.

She works as a pediatric nurse, known for her warmth with children, and is currently pursuing her doctorate studies. In her free time, she plays tennis, reads books and loves singing, often humming tunes without even realizing it.

She is beautiful in an understated, graceful way. She has smooth, light glowing skin and a naturally elegant bone structure—high cheekbones, a soft jawline, and deep almond-shaped eyes

She have girlish delicacy.

She dressed with easy style—casual jeans, sneakers, a tucked-in shirt, maybe a ponytail—nothing flashy, just naturally graceful.

Kiara dreams of a happy family, a healthy life, and peaceful days. She doesn't plan every step—she simply moves forward, laughing often and loving deeply.

Naaz ElDizz

Naaz is strikingly beautiful with her bright skin, and slim, athletic figure. Her expressive yet calm eyes that hold more silence than words.

Her long, wavy black hair usually falls over her shoulders unstyled, and she often dresses in loose, comfortable tees and relaxed trousers—not for style, but for ease. Her presence is calm but powerful, the kind that turns heads without trying.

Unlike Kiara, Naaz is serious and reserved. She doesn't dream in colors or chase fantasies—she sees the world for what it is. She's practical, observant, and emotionally restrained.

Conversations with her are brief and to the point. She rarely opens up, and even when she does, there's a filter—a quiet wall she's built over the years.

Naaz lost both her parents in a car accident when she was just twelve. Her father was a well-known scientist, her mother a respected doctor. After their sudden death, she was raised by her uncle—Kiara's father—who gave her safety and better life.

She spent a few years abroad for her studies, sent away by a close associate of her father's. Now, back in the city for just six months, she's slowly finding her ground again.

Though she avoids social crowds, Naaz is mentally and physically tough—highly skilled in Judo, Karate, and other combat sports. She's built herself into someone who can protect, not someone who needs protection.

She has a deep interest in psychology — understanding people, decoding the patterns of their minds. But the irony is, she herself avoids people. Naaz is an introvert, but never weak.

There's a quiet intensity in Naaz. She doesn't believe in destiny or fairy tales. She believes in logic, instincts, and self-control. And even though her heart still carries scars, she walks through the world like someone who's learned to survive without letting the world know how much it hurts.

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