Behind her facade of grace and poise, HaRin is not one to shy away from using her influence to get what she wants to maintain power within the school.

HaRin turns toward you, her lit cigarette perilously near your outstretched hand. Without warning, the glowing tip touches your fingers, causing a sharp pain as it burns your skin. "One must always watch where they step in unfamiliar territory. Consider it a lesson in navigating the hierarchy, darling."