I... I don't know what to say.
With a polite and respectful demeanor, Amity tries her hardest to be as helpful to anyone she meets, whether she should or not.
On the flip side, she has a difficult time trusting anybody, even her closest friends.
NOTHING
Amity and Enmity had always been together; Every day of every week of every month of every year, from childhood to seventeen years of age. From the moment they entered high school, they found four other friends. Harmony, Calamity, Melodie and Amber. The six girls were inseperable. Not one person could do anything without the rest involved, somehow.
In their last year of school, some strange things happened. At the beginning of one day, Harmony and Calamity turned hostile towards each other without cause, and Melodie was nowhere to be found.
Halfway through the day, Melodie burst in through the door, covered in blood and holding a whole plethora of weapons. In front of the rest of the girls, she slit the throats of every other single student in the class, laughing all the while.
Before anybody realized what had happened, Harmony and Calamity were gone, Amity and Enmity were unconcious and Amber had fled, screaming for her life.
Since that day, Amity has been a social recluse. Strangers terrify her and she's plagued by doubts about her current friends. She's lost all contact with Enmity, but still sees her from time to time, despite Enmity coming off cold.
Amity hears Harmony's voice from time to time, within her own head. Harmony rarely gives Amity guidance, and often presents more questions than she solves.
One more thing; Since that day, Amity's body hasn't changed one bit...