Ella Viello

Ella Viello

Female

22

Human

5'5"

57 kg

 

Very plain. Green eyes hidden by big round glasses, a messy brunette hair that she bundles up in a bun. Her style goes from office secretary look to a pair of sweatpants and a loose shirt to get some ramen noodles at 2 am at her closest 24hs store. 

 

 

 

 

 

For not having such great grades at school, she could not enter to any top colleges, just like her father wanted. In order to make her more "intelligent" his father hired her into his own company, one of the most known in the whole country, and is expanding worldwide. Her work is full of papers, archives, computers and her father's coffee all over her clothes. His father adores her, but he does want Ella to do her full potential. 

Ella does not need any of this. Ella has told her father about her fascination for kids many times. She wanted to become a kindergarden teacher. But her father wanted Ella to become the next CEO of his company, and in order to do so, she needs a degree on empresarial administration. Her fight against his father continues on.

To take the edge off, she visits a strange cafe near her company. There is a girl that does cosplay everyday there, a lovely girl that smiles to her and makes her talk about her everyday trouble. Her firey violet eyes hypnotize her from time to time, but she does not mind. Someone that provokes that same effect, is a boy with mint hair and a mint eye, while the other is covered by an eye patch. He looked too flashy to her, she knew that since most of the girls were looking at him like if he was a rockstar. Maybe he was, she just didn't know any of that, she didn't care. She let go of her hair once, and since then he has never stopped approaching her. He was most of the times at the cafe, sometimes he went missing for a whole week, and then he returned like nothing happened. Maybe he had a travelling job. Why would she care? Either way, she kept letting her hair off the bun everytime she saw him in the coffee shop.

Oliver talked about his non caring father, and Ella was infuriated at that man. She didn't know why, but she just felt like she should not like him. Oliver looked at the maid that cosplayed with dear in his eyes, but for some reason she didn't feel like he was looking at her with romantic interest, more of protection. He almost never talked about himself, while he already knew about Ella's life from start to finish. She had asked him if he was in a band. He had laughed and told her that he just follows the new trends. She had pointed out about his flashyness and how he shines through her. He scowled at her.

On christmas eve, she had finished working at 10 PM. Since noone was waiting for her at her place except for a little tree and a fridge with only one can of beer, she decided to eat out, and enjoy the christmas tree light at the central square. As soon as she was about to enter a restaurant, a hand stopped her on her shoulder, and she was greeted by a warm mint eye. A night she tells him to forget, a night she doesn't want to forget. Kisses, embraces, and words. But why is she scared?

 

Oliver, Coffee, Kids, Animals, Late night documentaries

Her plainess, Unwillingness, Liars, Abandonment