Izumi Misuki
Izumi looked back at Jung-hwa and thought about his words carefully. "Pink is the in style, baby," she said in her grown up voice and tossed a handful of hair behind her and walked towards the couch, plopping down on it. "Besides, I am way prettier than Sakura," she said scoffing. As Jung-hwa told her about his plan she shot up from her seat and began to pace. "Brilliant," she agreed. Tsuki came and did scare Izumi a bit, but nothing more than her eyes just getting a bit wider. "The humans should be here now. Go greet them," she turned to Jung-hwa and raised an eyebrow. "We have some work to do. Come on, Jung-hwa-kun. I will make that plan of yours even better.
Izumi grabbed Jung-hwa's hand and pulled him up towards the bedrooms. She picked a random room and shut the door behind her guessing that one of the humans would be living in the room. "Figure out how your going to hang yourself. I'll get the rope," she told Jung-hwa and hurried off to find rope. She knew there was some in the art room, somewhere. It took her another five minutes before she found the rope and made her way back to Jung-hwa. "Ready?" she was smiling from ear to ear. Her ghostly image brightened up at their scheme. While everyone was going ahead and greeting the humans, they were over here plotting to scare the living daylights out of one of them. How immature. Yet brilliantly evil.
Izumi looked back at Jung-hwa and thought about his words carefully. "Pink is the in style, baby," she said in her grown up voice and tossed a handful of hair behind her and walked towards the couch, plopping down on it. "Besides, I am way prettier than Sakura," she said scoffing. As Jung-hwa told her about his plan she shot up from her seat and began to pace. "Brilliant," she agreed. Tsuki came and did scare Izumi a bit, but nothing more than her eyes just getting a bit wider. "The humans should be here now. Go greet them," she turned to Jung-hwa and raised an eyebrow. "We have some work to do. Come on, Jung-hwa-kun. I will make that plan of yours even better.
Izumi grabbed Jung-hwa's hand and pulled him up towards the bedrooms. She picked a random room and shut the door behind her guessing that one of the humans would be living in the room. "Figure out how your going to hang yourself. I'll get the rope," she told Jung-hwa and hurried off to find rope. She knew there was some in the art room, somewhere. It took her another five minutes before she found the rope and made her way back to Jung-hwa. "Ready?" she was smiling from ear to ear. Her ghostly image brightened up at their scheme. While everyone was going ahead and greeting the humans, they were over here plotting to scare the living daylights out of one of them. How immature. Yet brilliantly evil.