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(Reaching 1.5m {roughly 5 feet}, Isabelle is rather short, and of small build, with light bones, thick straight hair and bespectacled eyes that are always bright.)

[b]Isabelle Chia[/b] | Female | [b]16[/b] | Pansexual

[b][u]Likes & Dislikes[/u][/b]
+ Reading
+ A hint of danger
+ Laughter, especially from others
- Tension and turmoil
- Not reaching expectations and standards


[i]Ambivalent about the Match Programme[/i]

[u][b]Personality[/b][/u]
[i]Mild-mannered || Easy-going || Loyal || Patient || Innocent[/i]
Isabelle is a reserved and quiet bookworm, who will devote herself to those she grows close to – though that may take time. She tends to accept others readily, despite flaws or shortcomings. It is not that she is blind to faults; Isabelle chooses to mule over imperfections in great detail, and take it that she has simply learnt more about the other person. Willing to tolerate most anything, Isabelle doesn't want to be a martyr, and will painstakingly make a conscious effort not to become one. She has proclaimed to herself on more than one occasion with stark candour and resignation that she is - almost - perfectly average.

Isabelle counts it unfortunate that she has a buried thirst for danger. She tries not to feed it, but she is hopelessly attracted to just a taste of self-destruction, and anyone who can offer her that. She has a whole host of scruples, just waiting to be undone by the unscrupulous. She understands it is not at all conducive, but Isabelle would not be able to resist, should a crooked finger beckon her forth to the shadows with an apple in hand.

[u][b]History[/b][/u]
Isabelle Chia grew up behind ivory walls to a pair of parents who occupied a high social standing in her hometown. Emotionally-distant and busy though they were, with their flourishing co-owned business shared between them like a second child, Mr and Mrs Chia provided their daughter with a lush life, cultivating her as the most careful of botanist does his flowers, so that she turned out youthful, and delicate. There was no doubt they adored their daughter, or that Isabelle loved them equally.

However, their saccharine family life collapsed when Isabelle got involved in a scandalous affair. No parent enjoys learning that their precious daughter is a stranger to them after all, and stumbling upon Isabelle kissing another girl under their own roof took a toll on the Chias. Their disappointment was potent and toxic for Isabelle, for whom shame had never been an emotion dealt with easily. She had not gotten involved with the girl endeavouring to hurt her parents – goodness, no. All she had known at the time, at the moment, was how thrilling it was. This was how she discovered her kryptonite, and weakness for danger.

Now, shipped off to the Match Academy, the regret and remorse have stopped brewing, but their bitter rancours reside in Isabelle still, inflaming when she least expects, and when she tethers on the edge of under-performing or letting her parents down once again. Her parents sent her to the Academy, thinking it would help foster a healthy relationship for Isabelle, and find her a nice, respectable boyfriend. It probably escaped their notice that the Academy caters to relationships for other sexualities as well.[/center]