Introduction
Rosalie Jackson is not what most people would consider "normal," though she appears to be so. A 23-year-old who gives the impression that she's sweet, quiet, and easy-going, Rose gives off a comforting vibe and pretends to be incredibly lovable. Born exceptionally beautiful, she stands at 5'9," has long, wavy, chocolate hair that touches her waist, and weighs 115 pounds. From the age of 18 to her current age she got many tattoos, which now cover her whole body except her abdomen and face. She has had an obsession with applying the highest level of sunscreen every couple of hours, which resulted in her snowy white, flawless skin.
Some find it cute that she has a slight OCD with cleanliness, and some think her laugh sounds like music. Rose is a natural at hiding who she really is. Unfortunately, she doesn't fully understand what's going on inside of her. She is extremely antisocial deep down and can't keep a relationship, whether romantic or not, with anybody. Most of the time, she's very calm and collected, and loves to play the piano, with which she is gifted. Sleeping is her favorite activity and no food ever sounds appealing, except for chocolate every once in a while. She basically lives off liquids and vitamins.
Having completed high school and four years at a university, she's been living in an extravagant apartment for two years by herself and working full time as the owner of a small bakery in Gotham City, New York. She could've been a genetic researcher or a bank manager, like her father, or even a forensic investigator but each of those occupations would only stress her out and her other side might be revealed. She decided not to take that risk and opened up a charming bakery filled with flowers and bright, soft colors.
Her father was a bipolar, egotistical man with anger issues, but he adored his daughter. Though he and she never got along in the past, he still sent her tons of money each month. He was trying to fix what he broke between them. Her mother had passed away several years ago from an automobile accident with a drunk driver. Something like this would've torn up an average teenager, but Rose was very strange. As a young child she would cry at everything – whether it was because she stepped on a beetle accidentally or thought she hurt someone's feelings. She was unbelievably sensitive and she still is, but not when it comes to some things.
When dealing with deaths and tragedies, she shows no interest or emotion whatsoever and can't help it. On the contrary, adrenaline pumps through her veins and her heart rate increases from the thrill of the concept of death. Our story begins on a cold, foggy day…