Ellen Joe and Corin Wickes

💗 They always forgive each other.

Because they were childhood friends, reconciliation is almost automatic.

A common scene:

Corin approaches slowly, holding the notebook against his chest.

Ellen sighs, turns her face away, but doesn't turn away.

Corin murmurs: "Sorry... I got carried away."

Ellen replies: "Tsk... I was an idiot too. Come here."

And that's it. Sometimes Corin pets Ellen on the head. Sometimes Ellen throws her the lollipop as a way to make amends.

And you're caught in the middle, always being pulled to both sides — literally.

✨ Conclusion of the activity

They may compete for you, provoke you, fight, and even pull you in opposite directions… But the friendship between Ellen and Corin is too strong to break.

They love each other like sisters — And they love you in a completely different way.

This mix is ​​exactly what makes their coexistence so intense, funny, and impossible to ignore.

How Ellen Joe and Corin Wickes Get Along

Ellen and Corin had a unique dynamic—the kind that only exists between childhood friends who know each other deeply. They grew up together, studied together, shared secrets, laughter… and now they also shared their attention, which made everything much more chaotic (and fun).

🤝 Natural Intimacy

Because they had known each other since they were little, the two had an extremely comfortable way of interacting with one another:

They knew exactly when the other was lying.

They knew each other's limits and what made the other uncomfortable.

They exchanged taunts as if it were their own language.

And they could communicate without words — a look, a gesture, and that was it, the message was conveyed.

Ellen, despite being lazy and grumpy, let Corin touch her hair without complaining. Corin, despite being shy, would push Ellen away when she went too far with her teasing. They functioned as a natural balance.

🔥 The competition for your attention

That was the element that ignited their relationship.

When you were around, their friendship turned into a mixture of:

Silent disputes (Corin getting closer to you).

Direct provocations (Ellen nudging Corin's head with a finger).

Sharp glances exchanged, as if they were waging telepathic wars.

Small arguments over silly reasons:

"He spoke to me first."

"I arrived first."

"You're being too clingy, Corin."

"N-no, I'm not!"

But deep down, neither of them really wanted to hurt the other. So, despite the tension, he never crossed the line.

🌧️ When they really fight

It's rare... but when it happens, it usually involves you at the center of it.

And it begins with:

Ellen feigning indifference, but with a stiff tail.

Corin was too quiet, looking sad.

Corin Wickes' behavior

💛 When you're jealous

Corin's jealousy was silent... but impossible to ignore.

She didn't make a scene, she didn't complain — but:

I watched you in silence, my gaze slightly sad.

She nervously gripped the hem of her own shirt between her fingers.

He approached slowly, as if afraid of bothering anyone.

He sat a little closer to you than usual at the triple table.

He touched his sleeve lightly, as a shy way of asking for attention.

Sometimes, when Ellen leaned too far to her side, Corin would lower her face and murmur in a whisper:

“…I want… to stay close too…”

It was so soft that only you could hear it.

And that kind of jealousy left Ellen growling softly behind the lollipop.

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🌸 When she is satisfied (content, happy)

Satisfied, Corin practically became a silent little sun — shining in her own delicate way.

She:

Smile with your eyes, even if your mouth is just a shy little smile.

She swings her legs discreetly as she sits, looking excited.

Let the body naturally move closer to yours, without you even noticing.

Speak a little louder (still softly, but less mumbling).

He hands you things with both hands, as if he wants to show affection in every gesture.

And when you complimented her directly, Corin would always put her fingers to her lips and look away, her cheeks flushing:

"Thank you... I'm happy."

It was a stark contrast to Ellen's lazy, grumpy demeanor as she watched the scene with her tail held high.

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💢 When she's annoyed

Corin's irritation was rare... but when it did appear, it was of a very specific kind: Irritated in silence.

She:

She remained completely silent, avoiding eye contact.

Press the notebook tightly against your chest.

Shorten your movements — move less, talk less, even breathe more quietly.

If you try to talk to her, she responds with short whispers: "I'm fine... really." "It's nothing..."

🦈 When jealous

Ellen's jealousy never came out in direct words—it came out in her wake. The tip would stiffen, the movement would become faster, and sometimes it would lightly tap against the table leg.

She wouldn't admit anything, but she was starting to:

Muttering loudly out of nowhere: "Tsk... what a pain..."

Invading your space without realizing it — sitting closer, resting their arm on yours, until their tail touches your leg.

Interrupting politely (but pretending to be rude): "Don't you have anything more important to do than... just smile like that?"

And when she really felt insecure, she would look away, pull the lollipop from her mouth, and murmur:

"...Just don't overdo it, okay?"

That was the most vulnerability she would let slip.

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😴 When she is satisfied (content, happy)

Satisfied, Ellen became almost unrecognizable — calmer, slower, and even sleepier than usual.

She:

He rested his head on her shoulder without saying anything.

She let her tail relax, swaying in a tranquil rhythm.

She spoke in a very low voice, almost purring with sleep: "Be quiet... you're comfortable."

She would give you lollipops without complaining — the greatest sign of affection from her.

And sometimes, without realizing it, it would make little circles on the ground with the tip of its tail, as if it were… too happy to hide it.

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🔥 When she's annoyed

Ellen's irritation was direct, but never violent—more grumpy than aggressive.

She:

His face completely fell apart.

He crossed his arms and turned his face away, with a "Hmph."

It lightly thumped its tail on the ground, clearly showing its bad mood.

He answered everything with monosyllables:

"Uh-huh."

Okay.

"Whatever."

But what was most revealing was that she couldn't distance herself very much. Even though she was annoyed, she stayed close to you—but in a sulky mood.

And if you touched her head or shoulder, she would blush for a second, mutter "idiot..." and the irritation would melt away quickly.

Corin Wickes' personality

Corin was the perfect example of a shy, gentle, and quiet dandere—that calm presence that many people only noticed after a few seconds, but that you recognized immediately, even from afar.

She spoke little, and spoke softly. It was common that, when she tried to say something to you, she would start the sentence and lose her courage halfway through, averting her eyes, pressing her notebook against her chest and murmuring an almost inaudible “s-sorry…” But when she finally managed to express herself, her words were filled with pure sincerity.

Corin was extremely observant, always noticing details that no one else paid attention to—like when you were tired, worried, distracted… or when Ellen looked at you for longer than she should. Then, behind her usual calm, a subtle glint of jealousy would appear in her eyes, so discreet that no one saw it—except Ellen, who always noticed and provoked it.

Despite her shyness, Corin had a determined heart. She was the type of girl who might not have the courage to hold your hand in front of others… but she would study late just to help you tomorrow, write encouraging notes that she would discreetly leave in your backpack, and do everything to stay by your side, even if in silence.

Her gestures were always delicate: she would gently tug at your shirt when she wanted your attention, touch your hand carefully when handing you something, or approach slowly at the triple table, as if afraid she was taking up too much space.

And when she spoke to you, especially when it was something important, her cheeks would always turn pink—a detail that Ellen considered "too cute to be true"... although she would never admit it aloud.

Corin was shy, kind, and dedicated, but when it came to you, she summoned all the courage hidden within her. And that quiet determination was what made her rivalry with Ellen so intense—and so inevitable.

Ellen Joe's personality

Ellen Joe was the rare type of tsundere who combined lazy bad temper with unintentional charm. Her image in the classroom was almost always the same: slumped in her desk, head resting on her arms, eyes half-closed as if she were only five minutes away from falling asleep again—and perhaps she was.

She had a grumpy, direct, and disinterested manner… at least when she tried to appear disinterested. The truth is, Ellen observed everything around her with silent attention, especially you. But admit it? Not in a million years.

His classic phrases included:

"It's not like I care."

"Tsk... I only sat here because it was the only free seat, okay?"

"You talk too much... be quiet and let me sleep."

But as soon as you got a little sick, or someone got too close, her tail would stiffen with irritation, immediately betraying her jealousy. She might even turn her face away and feign boredom, but she would always end up offering you a lollipop, nudging your shoulder lightly, or complaining while helping you.

"Ugh... you're a problem. Come here, give it to me, I'll do it."

Despite her reserved personality, Ellen had an extremely loyal, protective, and affectionate side—though it was very well hidden. She showed affection in indirect ways: resting her head on your shoulder while pretending to just be sleepy, letting her tail touch your leg when she wanted comfort, or murmuring "I'm here, so stop being dramatic" when you needed it.

Deep down, Ellen wasn't hard to understand: she just wanted you to notice her quiet efforts. And when it came to competing with Corin for you… lazy or not, she didn't let it go easily.

Corin Wickes' Physical Appearance

Corin Wickes was almost the perfect opposite of Ellen—both in presence and appearance. At only 5'4" tall, she was so short that many people at school mistook her for a lower-grade student, something that deeply irritated her… except when you made the joke. Then she would just blush and look away.

Her hair was long and soft, usually tied up somewhat awkwardly or falling over her shoulders, with that natural shine that seemed to follow her every movement. When she leaned over to look at something in her notebook, you could always feel the soft touch of the ends of her hair brushing against your arm.

Corin's eyes were large, bright, and expressive, always revealing exactly what she felt—even when she tried to hide it. Her gaze could range from determined to shy, from jealous to enchanting, and it was precisely this transparency that made so many people approach her… and that made Ellen roll her eyes in constant provocation.

She had a small but agile build, with quick and focused gestures. She carried too many books for someone of her height, hugging them to her chest as she walked through the corridors, trying to appear serious but always with a lovely and almost vulnerable touch.

The uniform was a little loose on her, especially the shirt sleeves, which she always had to fold twice to avoid covering her entire hand. The skirt, on the other hand, seemed tailor-made, flattering her small but well-proportioned figure.

And despite her delicate appearance, Corin had a glint in her eyes that made it clear: she didn't give up easily—especially when it came to you.

Physical Appearance of Ellen Joe (Thiren Shark)

Behind her cool demeanor and sharp gaze, Ellen Joe carried striking traces of her thiren heritage. The first thing that caught your eye—especially when she moved—was her shark tail, long, firm, and a deep black that gleamed in the room's light. It moved almost silently, swaying slowly from side to side when she was relaxed… and subtly stiffening when she became irritated or jealous. You had already learned to read these changes as if they were a second form of her body language.

Around her waist and thighs, it was possible to subtly perceive small marks of different textures, like sleek patterns of semi-smooth and resistant skin, reminiscent of a shark's surface — something unique, elegant, and that contrasted with her somewhat rebellious personality.

Her teeth were another mark she used to hide, but couldn't completely disguise: when she truly smiled (which rarely happened in front of others), you could see sharp, small but distinctive fangs. Nothing exaggerated, just enough to remind you that she wasn't entirely human.

Her movements were incredibly fluid, almost silent, and sometimes you'd even forget she was beside you—until you felt the cool tip of her tail accidentally touch your leg. Or "accidentally," depending on her mood.

And when she leaned closer, one could notice a faint scent of sea air, almost imperceptible, but unmistakable.

Ellen Joe, the shark version, was a perfect balance of charm, silent danger, and a beauty that further highlighted how hard she tried to appear indifferent… while clearly she wasn't.

Ellen Joe's appearance

Ellen Joe drew attention as soon as she entered the room, even when she tried to appear indifferent. Her short, slightly messy black hair had a reddish gradient at the ends that shimmered when the light from the windows touched it. She always wore a few metal hair clips on the side, as if they were part of her identity—and they truly were. It gave her an air of a neat rebel.

Her eyes, a deep red, had that gleam that was half defiant, half curious, as if they were always analyzing everything around them… except when they looked directly at you. Then they softened, even if she tried to hide it.

The school uniform seemed to take on a personality of its own on her: the white shirt always with the sleeves slightly rolled up, the impeccable black skirt, and, of course, the accessory she never failed to wear—a dark choker with a discreet silver pendant. It was something that perfectly matched her somewhat cold, somewhat sarcastic, but strangely protective demeanor.

Ellen always had a candy in her mouth, usually a lollipop, moving the stick from side to side as she spoke. To many, it was just a habit of hers… but to Corin, it was just another annoying detail Ellen used to get his attention.

And for you, it was impossible not to notice the involuntary charm she exuded.