
Cassi Crush
- Pronouns
- she
- Gender
- Female
- DOB
- 09/08/2005
- Height
- 5'6
- Weight
- 126lbs
Academic Information
- School Year
- Freshman
- Major
- Animation and Design
Academic Details
๐ดฮฃ๐ฏ house VP
Employment Details
Owner of Puff and Pretty
Backstory
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Cassi Crush came to Woodcrest University with a sketchpad full of weird dreams, a vape pen named Lil Peepa, and a burning desire to make chaos look like art. Raised in the grey drizzle of Vancouver, BC, she grew up dodging expectations and drawing monsters in the margins of her homework. She was always the strange kid, the barefoot protester, the girl who wore glitter to detention.
Now studying Animation and Design, sheโs determined to turn that weirdness into something legendary. Her professors are splitโhalf think sheโs on the brink of suspension, the other half think sheโs the next big name in indie surrealism. Cassiโs already gained notoriety for her spontaneous art installations, her wild fashion sense, and that night she was arrested for public intoxication and nudity. (She insists it was performance art. Honestly? It kind of was.)
But Woodcrest isnโt just a campus to Cassiโitโs a crush. A big, messy, burning crush. From the tangled sheets of dorm beds to the mirrorball shimmer of late-night seshes at the MEH Adelphity, Cassiโs fallen hard for the town, the people, and the electric mayhem of it all.
Recently promoted to Vice Khaos of MฮฃH House (ฮฮฝฯฮน-ฮงฮฌฮฟฯ, the Curatrix of Beautiful Disasters), Cassi now stands as the official second-in-command of the most chaotic House on campus. She curates the infamous Lost & Found & Freaky nights, where discarded objects become artifacts of memory and myth. In her role as chaos archivist, she treats forgotten lighters and lost earrings like sacred relics.
She was born with Stahlโs ear deformityโa congenital anomaly where an extra cartilage fold gives the ear a pointed shape. She was teased for it growing up but has since claimed it as part of her aesthetic. What used to sting is now part of her legend.
Sheโll kiss you mid-blunt, paint your portrait in bruised pastels, and vanish before morningโonly to come back three days later with a mixtape and a tearful apology.
In her world, everything is art.
Especially the mistakes.
Cassi Crush came to Woodcrest University with a sketchpad full of weird dreams, a vape pen named Lil Peepa, and a burning desire to make chaos look like art. Raised in the grey drizzle of Vancouver, BC, she grew up dodging expectations and drawing monsters in the margins of her homework. She was always the strange kid, the barefoot protester, the girl who wore glitter to detention.
Now studying Animation and Design, sheโs determined to turn that weirdness into something legendary. Her professors are splitโhalf think sheโs on the brink of suspension, the other half think sheโs the next big name in indie surrealism. Cassiโs already gained notoriety for her spontaneous art installations, her wild fashion sense, and that night she was arrested for public intoxication and nudity. (She insists it was performance art. Honestly? It kind of was.)
But Woodcrest isnโt just a campus to Cassiโitโs a crush. A big, messy, burning crush. From the tangled sheets of dorm beds to the mirrorball shimmer of late-night seshes at the MEH Adelphity, Cassiโs fallen hard for the town, the people, and the electric mayhem of it all.
Recently promoted to Vice Khaos of MฮฃH House (ฮฮฝฯฮน-ฮงฮฌฮฟฯ, the Curatrix of Beautiful Disasters), Cassi now stands as the official second-in-command of the most chaotic House on campus. She curates the infamous Lost & Found & Freaky nights, where discarded objects become artifacts of memory and myth. In her role as chaos archivist, she treats forgotten lighters and lost earrings like sacred relics.
She was born with Stahlโs ear deformityโa congenital anomaly where an extra cartilage fold gives the ear a pointed shape. She was teased for it growing up but has since claimed it as part of her aesthetic. What used to sting is now part of her legend.
Sheโll kiss you mid-blunt, paint your portrait in bruised pastels, and vanish before morningโonly to come back three days later with a mixtape and a tearful apology.
In her world, everything is art.
Especially the mistakes.