Mio Namaikina
Mio sketched in her drawing pad on the way up to the resort. She was wearing a pair of worn out jeans and a form fitting black t-shirt, and had her hair up with the red bow her foster mother, Lea-san, had sewn for her. She usually wore casual worn-out stuff, but the only thing she actually did take special care for and was the only dress she owned was the one Lea-san had made her before she died. She only wore it on special occasions. Her foster father, Papa as she called him, wasn't feeling well so she had taken a cab. The resort was actually just a ways out of town from where she lived, so the drive wasn't too bad. Mio was excited she was getting to go to the famous Akane Resort, but something was off. She had won this trip completely free of charge. It would be one thing if she entered a contest, but she didn't. About a week ago she had recieved a letter congratulating her that she had won a free trip to Akane for a whole month. The whole thing was suspicious. It didn't make sense, but then again, maybe she was just thinking too hard.
The car finally stopped in front of the resort. She thanked the driver as he got her luggage out of the trunk. She handed him his payment and watched as he drove back to town. Mio studied the garden. Beautiful. There were so many different colors it was almost unreal. She started counting off colors in her head. Light tangerine, golden yellow, fushia, crimson, forest green, dark green, indigo. She was already making plans to start painting the whole garden. She decided she would start after she got unpacked.
Mio casually strolled into the lobby and something pink immediately caught her eye. When she turned to look, she immediately wished she hadn't. There, by the front desk was a strange man who didn't look much older then herself that was completely drenched in pink. His yukata was pink, his hair was pink, even his pet bird was pink. Pink pink pink. Mio frowned and three words immediately popped in her head. Gaudy, narcisstic, and arrogant. Eck. However, she did absolutely adored his pet bird. It was odd. Some sort of rare exotic bird. Mio had never seen anything like it, but it was absolutely beautiful. It had gorgeous plumage and by the way it held itself, it was quite graceful. Mio's fingers were itching to get her pencils and start drawing the bird, but she fought the urge. There was no way she was going to talk to that guy. Instead, she made her way to the counter.
"Hello. I'm here to stay for a month. I won a trip?" she said. "Ah, right. Here." The woman handed her a letter and her room key. "What's this..?" she asked studing the letter. "It's from the owner. You'll see when you read it." "Alright..." Mio said slightly confused. Why would the owner send her a letter? Speaking of which, as Mio made her way to her room, she noticed that the whole resort was empty. So far, she had only seen that pink guy. No one else. Odd. she thought.
When Mio found her room, she was very pleased. It was neat and spacious. Plus, she could customize it. Perfect. The only thing she raised an eyebrow at was the two doors in her room with no handles, but she just shrugged it off. She immediately pulled her drawing pad out and started sketching on her bed forgetting all about the letter she recieved on her nightstand.
Mio sketched in her drawing pad on the way up to the resort. She was wearing a pair of worn out jeans and a form fitting black t-shirt, and had her hair up with the red bow her foster mother, Lea-san, had sewn for her. She usually wore casual worn-out stuff, but the only thing she actually did take special care for and was the only dress she owned was the one Lea-san had made her before she died. She only wore it on special occasions. Her foster father, Papa as she called him, wasn't feeling well so she had taken a cab. The resort was actually just a ways out of town from where she lived, so the drive wasn't too bad. Mio was excited she was getting to go to the famous Akane Resort, but something was off. She had won this trip completely free of charge. It would be one thing if she entered a contest, but she didn't. About a week ago she had recieved a letter congratulating her that she had won a free trip to Akane for a whole month. The whole thing was suspicious. It didn't make sense, but then again, maybe she was just thinking too hard.
The car finally stopped in front of the resort. She thanked the driver as he got her luggage out of the trunk. She handed him his payment and watched as he drove back to town. Mio studied the garden. Beautiful. There were so many different colors it was almost unreal. She started counting off colors in her head. Light tangerine, golden yellow, fushia, crimson, forest green, dark green, indigo. She was already making plans to start painting the whole garden. She decided she would start after she got unpacked.
Mio casually strolled into the lobby and something pink immediately caught her eye. When she turned to look, she immediately wished she hadn't. There, by the front desk was a strange man who didn't look much older then herself that was completely drenched in pink. His yukata was pink, his hair was pink, even his pet bird was pink. Pink pink pink. Mio frowned and three words immediately popped in her head. Gaudy, narcisstic, and arrogant. Eck. However, she did absolutely adored his pet bird. It was odd. Some sort of rare exotic bird. Mio had never seen anything like it, but it was absolutely beautiful. It had gorgeous plumage and by the way it held itself, it was quite graceful. Mio's fingers were itching to get her pencils and start drawing the bird, but she fought the urge. There was no way she was going to talk to that guy. Instead, she made her way to the counter.
"Hello. I'm here to stay for a month. I won a trip?" she said. "Ah, right. Here." The woman handed her a letter and her room key. "What's this..?" she asked studing the letter. "It's from the owner. You'll see when you read it." "Alright..." Mio said slightly confused. Why would the owner send her a letter? Speaking of which, as Mio made her way to her room, she noticed that the whole resort was empty. So far, she had only seen that pink guy. No one else. Odd. she thought.
When Mio found her room, she was very pleased. It was neat and spacious. Plus, she could customize it. Perfect. The only thing she raised an eyebrow at was the two doors in her room with no handles, but she just shrugged it off. She immediately pulled her drawing pad out and started sketching on her bed forgetting all about the letter she recieved on her nightstand.