▍||◗ GENERAL INFORMATION °
- ➊ NICKNAME
- ↘↘ Yuu- chan, Yuppi (by her grandfather)
➊ GENDER
- ↘↘ Female
➋ AGE
- ↘↘ 16 years old
➌ SEXUALITY
- ↘↘ Heterosexual
➍ LOVE INTEREST
- ↘↘ The Student President picked her interest because he seems to continuously stare in her direction, but that wouldn't be considered as love interest. Yet though. Probably will change in the future?
▍||◗ APPEARANCE DETAILS °
- Honestly, she was a beautiful girl, still in her development process for a full grown woman indeed, but fragments of insight made her look older than she actually is. Her deep ocean blue eyes filled her attractive heavy lidded eyes with deep impact - and for those how understood saw how deep actually it goes and how much it actually reveals. For those who merely cared for the surface would only read her facial expressions as mature, reserved and polite; almost indifferent. But for those who tried to know more will experience her piercing gaze, which attempting to read every single movement like an open book - as if nothing is escaping here eyes. Trapped, inside a cage and being stared at from any angle possible, letting those felt nevousness and being uncomfortable by her dear presence. As though her eyes were intimidating the observer that he even felt a heavy blanked wrapped all over his body, and just won't let it go, although her gaze only last for a split second. The reason, why she owned respect, but also grew a distance. She was one of the rare part of woman population who did not really put any effort into her appearance, but still stayed attractive in her natural beauty. Even her hair, which she disliked to grew long was short for that very reason; still, it suited her. The raven black hair, she obtained from the asian blood in her vains, which also caused her rather petite build. Even so, she possesed a particular grace and modesty, which caused anyone who saw her to be naturally engrossed between the beauty and the balance within, a beautiful harmony that not many savoured. Her small, but pointy nose and her rosy full bloom lips - traits she obtained from her german father was also represent, which made her complexion seem to be rather too pale, although her skin was actually not that rosy white. Her overall balance and curves were not perfect, but enough to be called breathtaking considering the deep impact of her face and expression. And although she might seem quite fragile, the surface completely is manipulated. Yuu might not be skilled in handmade works, but in self- defense, she was a star for her own league. Yuu often is seen in a kimono outside the school, forced by her japanese step- mother. But even though sometimes the heat while wearing them were unbearable, she did not disliked them to be her daily clothes. Her current favourite is the white and crimson coloured kimono.
▍||◗ THE HEART °
☑ Silence
☑ Kimono
☑ Chocolate
☑ Coffee
☑ Matrial arts
☒ Tea
☒ Crowds
☒ Rejection
☒ Flirts, Paparazzis, Perverts, Molester
☒ Ugly people in heart
- ⌊ PERSONALITY! ⌉
She is a mysterious person. She is not moody, but not calm either although she may seem like it. Actually, occasionally being a continuously worrywart, she worried about stuff which are honestly not her business, or is concerned about things which are about to come, everything in such an exaggerating way that make one wonder, how she could stay silent like she always does. She appear to be, and put much effort into being a quiet person from when her mother had left her, and the time where her step mother came in. She stayed silent, never really told anyone her real feelings. It was all caused by her calculated acts which made her reaction slow and reserved - as everything had already been calculated by her only so that she won't hurt others feelings. All only due her gentle care about her surroundings without letting any of them notice her intention. Attention was, to put it directly, never her thing. She preferred to stay hidden from all the eyes, living normally without any unnecessary conflicts. It became somewhat her principle of life to not letting anyone see her true colours - she just feared to be hated due to that, or just going to be left unregarded, respectless and alone.
Nonetheless it did not mean she could handle her temper well. In the sixth grade she started with learning matrial arts only for the reason of relieving stress. Everyday, she had to go through the fear of hurting someone - a quiet life that almost killed her patience and grew her unsatisfaction to the max. She saw many things, sometimes beautiful, more though ugly ones which she won't forget - a memory that remain everyday. She can't go like that anymore; being silent was not the answer. It's a fact that she came to know about after being confronted with situations which revealed her impatient character. It was around the time, where the woman hormones took the best out of her body, and made her met even more types of people with unpure desires. Her training in the dojo seem not to go to waste after that - and by some people, she even received a cool nickname because they saw her knocking down a grown up man with her skinny leg. Truly nothing which one should ever miss. Anyways, although she might be calm outside, she is agressive if it's about things she knew well about - and so I hope you're perfectly guarded. Even then though, she is not completely honest with herself. She had a side to her which she still kept hidden from the others eyes - with other words, she didn't trust anyone to like her after knowing her real essence. Having that in mind, she just couldn't let herself to be open about everything regards what she felt, which caused the distance between her and the people surround her. Hence, she never possesed a real friend, never felt real bonds and friendship. Something like that is pictured by her as a risky case of revealing oneselve - nothing that she wanted to try.
▍||◗ WHAT, MY LIFE? °
- ⌊ FAMILY! ⌉
• Father - Alive - 2nd Marriage
• Mother - Deceased
• Step Mother - Alive - Housewife
• Grandfather - Alive - Father from her deceased mother
- 1. Childhood Part One
I heard how she cried. The walls were thin, so I could hear. Next door there is mom alone, crying. I know I should comfort her and I knocked. But she did not answer my knocks, and because I do not want to cause problems for her... I went. I went that day, further and further away from that one slide door. I remembered, I did not look back. I did not think twice in returning to my room. I regretted it, when everything is past now. My heart hurt... I felt like its going to explode. I asked grandfather for the reason the next day, without telling anything about mom, and he said only is going to be alright. His expression though, was not convincing which made me reluctant. Nonetheless, I stayed a good child. I did not mention anything about that night. Because my mother that day smiled, smiled and smiled. Even so it made me wonder - why I did not felt happiness while seeing my mother? I should be happy, shouldn't I? I couldn't understand myself, never understood. My chest was hurting so much; I realised mom was always drifting away, as if she is going to just disappear into nothing. I did not want that. I struggled, hold her hand. But she never realised I was there. The next day she was gone. I only learned afterwards how far she was that time, no longer on earth, up in the skies. Watching over me. And I wondered under that black clouds as I stood there on that graveyard - did she really smile at me from above like my grandfather said? Because I did not think so. That day it rained, every piece of my clothes were wet. Even so I knew that my face was also covered with another wetness - my non-stopping tears.
2. Childhood Part Two
I remembered what my mom told me not long ago, before the god had taken her soul back to heaven. She said, I should be obedient. I can't ever betray my father, and I should never disoblidge him, always follow what he said at any cost. I obediently continued what she told me to do - and I was in the particular conviction of being in thr right. I tried to believe; so I kept every comment about how he managed his company for myself. And studied like being told. Diligently followed and order and always looked up to my father, without never understanding him. Never having any deep connection with him. As if we were strangers - I did not like that. But he rejected my offers and so I stopped. I stopped to behave like his daughter. My advances did not contain any value. That time, I just wanted to escape through the school from my life, which is bit by bit having those feeling of black and white - a colourless and motivationless everyday event. I did not dislike it. But I envied those, who could smile along their parents, so carefree that I just wanted to destroy something. The next day I was known as a bully throughout the school. It relieved me to see someone who smiled now begging for forgiveness. I did not feel any guilt about what I've done to destroy his peaceful world. If I did not have that, I don't see any reason for anyone else to deserve happiness.
3. Childhood Part Three
Scolded, trashed and being thrown away by my father. That was the consiquences I faced after my father came to know about the activities I've done at school. Honestly, I did not care - I cared for nothing at that very moment. I only knew that my grandfather brought me back of the indifference, and I am very thankful. My grandfather - the only person who I can go to. I loved him very much and he accepted me. My pitful self, the walking disaster. From there on, I shared with him a house and accompanied him, helped him in everything. But I knew I had to obtain my fathers trust back - for the sake of my mother. For her tears not going to waste. So that's the reason I studied, only to be acknowledged. But he never came to any event from my new school. I gave up, but did not raise any objections. I was tired.
4. Young Teenager First Part
After years not seeing my father, I was obliged to appear in his second marriage. A marriage which came so suddenly that I couldn't help but wonder about how long that relationship with that woman already was. The woman who was his secretary before. Somehow I felt sad and guilty towards my mother so that I did not attend the ceremony. On the contrary, in the same time I joined the dojo near to me house. A place I came to love and respect. There are all warm people, although they were not reluctant to go all out towards beginners. They said, it's to make them who just joined be aware of how hard the practise is and that they won't just fool around. I think that determination attracted me, so I joined without second thought. I was weak - so was my conclusion after that day. I trained a lot. I wanted to be better, better and better. As then I finally understood how enjoyable it was. I continued, even won some beginner prizes.
5. Young Teenager Second Part
Not long after the marriage, the new wife of my father came to visit. She was beautiful, but I could never see her as a nice person. I never ever could stand her - whether it is because I thought of my mother or because she simply was a fake person to begin with. She smiled, but it felt so distant and emotionless that I just tried to avoid seeing it. Even as I put my effort into it, I told her what I thought. And she told me father, which did not end in only scolding - he gave my custody to my grandfather and cut off every ties with me. Abandoned me. Telling me that I am no longer his daughter. Afterwards I became unexeptionally diligent in training in the dojo. The coach was very satisfied with me, even praised me. But I no longer felt that it is something I should be proud about. I disliked my action towards the new wife, but my grudge won't fade. I decided not to give her a present to apologize. But afterwards, I watched my tongue and became known as quiet. Probably not a bad thing.
6. The here and now
Every student in the high school has to join a club. And because the teacher offered me a spot, I just said yes. Theatre club she said. I wonder what exactly one should do there.
▍||◗ OTHER THINGS °
- She liked the idea of the theatre club and joined after being offered, but she seem not to have much faith in the thought of her having talent. Up until now, she doesn't know what she is going to do in her life - will this probably be the first step into her future?