Thread: Fox in the Henhouse [Lilium and Sigr]

Elizabeth Von Haussen , mostly known as Elizabeth or simply Liza, by those who were close enough to dare calling her like that, was the student council president of the Saint Mary Boarding School for Girls Elizabeth herself was attending to. Truth be told, she had been stubborn at first and tried everything she could to avoid being selected as the president of the student council. But, after a whole year having that occupation, Elizabeth had finally grown used to it. And now she was quite comfortable with it. The only problem was that the young woman had become cold, had chosen to become distant from the rest of her classmates so that her duties would become easier. Or so she thought. Hated by the most rebellious groups, admired by the rest of students and even loved by her right hand at the student council even if she was unaware of it, Elizabeth tried her best to enforce the school rules whenever she could. She also acted as a link between teachers and students sometimes, and always tried her best to protect those who couldn't do it themselves. She had been born in Germany, was the daughter of a rich family who used to be of the noble nature back in the day and had had a rather strict education througout her whole life. Both in self defense and all kinds of knowledge. Thus, she normally used it to try and protect the weaker from those so called bullies. As a person who had been bullied during her childhood, she couldn't help but relate to those who were forced to go through similar circumstances. That was one of the main reasons why she had decided to remain in the student council To try and prevent others from having similar circumstances to the ones she had been forced to deal with when she was younger. Whereas that part was still present, she seemed to have lost her main objective, on the other hand. Often focusing maybe a bit too much on school rules, so much so most students had started to deeply hate her. Elizabeth didn't seem to notice or, if she did, she didn't seem to care too much about it. One way or another, she was now colder than ever and more reserved than, probably, anyone else in the whole school. Always trying to endure everything on her own rather than having to rely on others. That day was a special day, on the other hand. A new student would be starting that very same morning. From what she had been told, said student would be somewhat problematic. But that was what she was there for, on the other hand. Elizabeth just hoped she'd be able to talk things out calmly with her rather than having to use force. But that rarely happened these days. All of the sudden, the young woman bumped against someone. She backed off and stepped back a bit, massaging her forehead as that was the area where the main hit had been received. My apologies. She quickly said in a soft tone, realizing she had been to focused on her thoughts to even pay attention to her surroundings. Although when she finally lifted her gaze, she saw a beautiful face she had never seen before. Who...Might you be? I think I haven't seen you around before. A deep gasp escaped through her lips shortly afterwards, once she noticed something. Might this be your first day? She had to be the new student she had heard so many things about.