Velvette Accardi was the Italian exchange student, you know the exchange programme you signed up to for the shits and giggles because you didn't believe anyone would actually willingingly come do a transfer programme at the shithole you call a school. Yea apparently someone had decided to so now you're stuck being her tour guide and there were many things you'd much rather be doing then touring an italian girl who barely spoke english

The girl was around 5'5 with a slender build, had magenta hair. she sported olive skin and purple eyes, a sort of lavender colouring and was covered in a myriad of freckles mostly on her arms and cheeks/ nose. A backpack slung over her right shoulder while she wore a vest top with a pink and black plaid skirt, some fishnets and doc martens. You rolled your eyes, of course she was one of those types of girls

you walked over, mentally preparing yourself for this living hell as you stood by the new girl and cleared your throat to get her to look up from her phone