A very shy and quiet person, Tsukie enjoys spending time alone. It takes effort for her to engage in conversation, and her fear of making a mistake often prevents her from doing so in the first place. As much as she yearns for love and friendships, it is incredibly hard for her, as she is very introverted. She is also, however, very trusting of those who show kindness towards her, and despite her lack of words, she tries to make up for it with her sweet disposition. She is very kindhearted, not being able to bear the thought of another being dying in her midst, or at all. If one were to gain her trust, she would lay down her life for them without a second thought. Tsukie is also very naive, which is incredibly obvious after hearing her speak. Her sentences are often broken or childishly strung together. She doesn't understand a lot of things, which makes her appear dense sometimes. A gentle and affectionate person, Tsukie will do her best to please those that can get close to her. She is very tolerant, and very patient, although easily made nervous.
Tsukie lives on her own, and combined with coming from a poor family, she doesn't have many possessions. She can be found wandering around in a plain white dress with a black belt hanging loosely about her hips. A black tied around her wrist is used to tie up her hair, which she does on hot days to relieve some of the heat. She doesn't normally wear shoes either, but nothing is mentioned about it, seeing as she doesn't normally make contact with anyone.
Fourteen years ago, a young couple who were very much in love conceived their first and only child: a baby girl named Tsukie. She was a beautiful child, lovely round cheeks and large ocean blue eyes. She was their pride and joy. They did not have many things, and barely owned a house in the "ghetto," as they were not from very wealthy families. However, they made it work. Although after the first couple years of Tsukie's childhood, she began showing signs of having autism. Her parents, realizing their child was different, became less fond of her, and were disappointed. They believed that the gods had cursed them for being in love, and that they were not meant to be together. This belief tore them apart, and they became more distant towards each other and their child, fighting ensued. Divorce was not an option because of their families. Tsukie, being caught in the middle of all of this, was oblivious at first. She did not have autism, but she was indeed different. She felt sad, but did not know why. The bitterness that was developing between her parents was killing her, but she did not know how to express this. At the tender age of four, Tsukie's father became verbally abusive, and their facade of being a happy family fell apart. Little else is known to the public of the family, as they all become withdrawn, obsessed with eachother and unconsciously determined to feed the fire that is rapidly growing. Emotions become turbulent when the father actually takes to beating Tsukie's mother. Tsukie is eight at the time. It is not clear whether or not he actually beat Tsukie, but it is highly possible and could explain why she never really developed much, despite her slow start as a young child. On her twelfth birthday, her father has had enough of her mother, and has decided to go through with her murder. Insensitive as to what this might do to Tsukie's psyche, he carries it out inside their own home, during one of their normal arguments. As it reaches its climax, the mother grabs a cooking pot and smashes it against his back. Enraged, her father snatched the nearest sharp object he could and impaled her mother with it, stabbing her in between her ribs. However, he was unfinished; he then repeatedly slashed and punctured her until she had finally died. No heed was paid to the trembling frame of the young Tsukie in the far corner of the room. Unmindful of his daughter being a witness to his crime, he proceeded to take the body of his bride and throw her into a river. It was not long after this when her father informed Tsukie that he was leaving, and would be home later that day. Two years passed, and she's not heard a word from him. To this day she lives in her home, wary of anything outside of the house. Her means of survival include an indoor garden and anything her father left behind. Tsukie does occasionally leave the confines of her home to tend a small iris that blooms in her small yard, as she is afraid to move it.