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♪ My Reflection in the Mirror ♪

My Birth Certificate Reads:

Xiao Mai Tsukimine

My existence began on:

December 17th

I blew out these many candles on my last birthday:

Seventeen

♪ The Story of My Life ♪




I was born at midnight on December 17 to a Japanese father and a Chinese mother in a hospital in Taipei, Taiwan. They had a little argument over what to name me, but in the end, I ended up with the name 'Xiao Mai', meaning "Little Elegance" in Chinese (Mai also means Ocean, but my parents told me that my name means "Little Elegance".). Little did I know the day I was born was that I was being born into one of the richest families in Taiwan.

My father owned a very large estate in Taiwan, as well as a privately-owned island near Japan. He's the chairman of the Tsukimine Empire, a large chain of companies. On the outside, he may come off as intimidating, stubborn, and impressive, but on the inside, he's actually a kind person. On the other hand, my mother is a professional pianist who has made many worldwide performances. My dad met my mother when she was performing at the National Kaohsiung Performing Arts Center in Taiwan one day. As he always says whenever I asked why, "it's because there was indescribable beauty in her when she played."

I'm not the only child in the family. I actually have four brothers--all of them older than me, and their names are Rui, Yunhai, Fujiki, and Shouhei. Fujiki's the oldest of them all, and is the most quiet and protective brother of them all, though he comes off as cold and emotionless most of the time. The second oldest is Rui. Like Fujiki, he's also quiet by nature. Next are Yunhai and Shouhei. The two are the troublemakers in the family and the ones who always seem to get themselves into trouble. Both of them are twins. They both love to tease and annoy me.

My parents were quick to sign me up for piano lessons when I was three years old when they found me in the piano room banging away at the keys one time. The sound I produced was pretty horrible, so they wanted me to turn my horrible playing into something that sounds beautiful. Later on, I began taking violin lessons as well.

At school, I was a so-called perfect student. I had straight A's in all my courses, was on the honor roll, never missed a day in school, and participated in school extracurricular activities. I was even vice-president of the National Honors Society for a year before I gave up the position due to it being too much work. However, being a good student isn't always easy. There were nights where I didn't get any sleep at all because I'd be slaving over the overloaded pile of homework on my desk. Nights where I'd cry myself to sleep and wake up the next morning with red, puffy eyes. My parents had put a lot of pressure on me in order for me to be that perfect student in school.

One day, I could not take the pressure anymore. It was just too much for me. So one night, I took a bottle of pills to my room. I didn't care what would happen to me--I just wanted to ease the pain that was eating away at me. Before I went to sleep that night, I consumed probably 3/4 of the bottle. The next morning when one of the maids found me with a bottle of pills in my hand, she was quick to alert my parents. Immediately, I was sent to the hospital. When I woke up, my parents were crying. They had not realized how much stress and pain they'd caused me in trying to mold me into the perfect student they've always aimed for. Since that day, they have been more lenient about my school life, even accepting B's on my report card. They no longer pushed me about my grades, how well I did in school, or the like.


♪ The Inner Me ♪:


I'm pretty much a quiet person in reality. I rarely ever talk to people I meet in the hallways, unless it's people I'm very close to or my twin brothers. In class, I'm never the one to raise my hand if I have something in mind. I usually let people ask my question for me if they're thinking the same thing as me. I've always been that person who would go to class, sit down, be quiet, take notes, and then leave once the bell rings. No interaction with my fellow classmates or anything unless I'm assigned groupwork. I'm also shy and timid. When I first meet new people, I don't even talk. At all. The most I could do is either nod or shake my head if someone asks me a simple "yes" or "no" question. If they ask for my name, I'd flash my student I.D. Eventually, I'll maybe start talking to them and open up a little.

You could say that I'm a crybaby as well. I cry over the littlest things, such as if my possessions are taken away from me. You may find me a "spoiled little princess" for that, but in truth, those possessions aren't the latest stuff that every teenage girl wants to own. They're things that I've had ever since I was a child. Things that I value over the new stuff. You know how in the Peanuts cartoon, the character Linus finds security in his little blue blanket? That's the same for me. Though my own blanket has a few rips in it, I still treasure it. Why? Because it was the first blanket given to me when I outgrew my crib, and also because my parents worked together to make it for me. It's just something that can't be bought in stores anywhere. Again, I sound silly for saying that, but that's just me.

Oh, and I'm hardly ever athletic. Have you ever seen a girl on the tracks who look like she's all out of breath? Yeah, that's me. I'm horrible at keeping my breathing steady whenever I start running, because I make those loud heaving noises. I also can't swim to save my life, either, so I just stay on the shallow ends of the pool. And I may be booksmart, but I'm nowhere close to streetsmart. I can barely go out into the world on my own without someone holding my hand.


♪ Why Are You Stalking Me? ♪




I'm a junior in high school.

This year, I'm taking:
First Period: Harmony I
Second Period: Advanced English Composition
Third Period: Mandarin Chinese III
Fourth Period: Pre-Calculus
Fifth Period: Choir
Sixth Period: Orchestra
Seventh Period: Ballroom Dancing

I'm in the National Honors Society, English Club, and Music Club.


♪ My Theme Song ♪ :
Moon and Sunrise

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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX♪ Xiao Mai Li
sensitive • kind-hearted • quiet
Junior
Seventeen
Metallic Gold
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”I'm late!"

The silent, peaceful morning was suddenly shattered by a loud cry that came from the Atsuya residence. Birds that nestled in the large oak tree outside fluttered away in numbers at the sound. Inside the room where the high-pitched voice had originated from, a short 5'0" girl scurried from one end of the room to another, trying to put her clothes on as quickly as possible. As of the moment, she was hopping on one foot, getting her socks on. She then tied her medium-long brunette hair into low twin tails with double red-beaded hairbands. The girl moaned as she glanced around the bedroom. Oh, where did I put my pink leather bookbag? Her mind ran frantically. As if her prayers had been answered, she located her bookbag hanging off her closet doorknob. Phew. Bookbag, check.

Today was going to be her first day at the Four Academies, and she was extremely excited. For one, she was going to be around people like her---people who could control one of the elements. Her mind spun at the possibilities of going to that school. What were they going to learn? What adventures might await her there? She smiled at herself in the dresser mirror, uttered "Good luck," and scurried out of her room.

"Morning dad, mom, big sister," the girl chirped. Her twin tails bounced against her shoulders as she skipped down the staircase and into the kitchen, where her family were all seated around a rectangular table. On the table were Western breakfast food, from cereal to pancakes. The girl's mouth watered just looking at them as she pulled up a chair and sat down.

Her sister gave a sly smirk. "Morning, Pyro. Burn anything lately?" She didn't mean that in a mean way, of course. It was just her way of provoking her little sister. Siblings do love to mess with one another, right? Grabbing the ends of her silverware spoon, she scooped Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal into her mouth. The cereal crunched underneath the weight of her teeth. "So, excited about your new school, Kana?"

Kanami's face flustered like that of a burning sun. Ever since her family found out about her ability to control the element of fire, her sister Kaoru had been teasing her. Also, her family had started to ask her to do menial tasks for them such as lighting the fireplace over the course of the wintertime, lighting the candle, and other things that involved fire. As much as Kanami loved her family dearly, she wished they could just back off of her power and treat her like a normal person as they previously did.

"Alright now, settle down," her mother spoke. Her mother was extremely beautiful and especially young for her age, despite being 37. Kanami could see why her mother became a model. Her long, ravenous black hair cascaded all around her shoulders and down her back like a waterfall, her striking chocolate eyes twinkling like rare jewels. In those eyes, there was a sense of motherliness and kindness. There was hardly any signs of maturity and old age in the woman's skin and complexion, either. "You must eat before you go off to your new school."

With a nod, Kanami grabbed an empty plate and began filling it up with three stacks of pancake. "Yeah!" She poured maple syrup over the pancakes to give it flavour. Taking a fork and knife, she seared a triangular piece of the pancake and brought it up to her mouth. The soft and syrupy texture felt satisfying to her taste buds. "Delicious!"

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⋤ XIAO MAI LI ⋥
FILLERFILLERX↳ Xiao Mai or just Mai

⇢ sensitive • kind-hearted• quiet ⇠

Have A Look Into My Heart

XSeventeen years have passed.
XThe Rainy days of Mondays December 17th
XMy father said,❝That's my girl ❞
XAnd I ended up chasing cars

XMy mother once said,❝Your my special little sorceress ❞
XLittle did she know, I had a secret all of my own.
X ♪ summoning • aura sensing • spellsongs ♪



ღ MILLENIA267OWNSTHISAnd SECRETLY in Love with?!?
NOSTEALINGMILLENIA267OWNSTHIS﹙ not anyone in particular at the moment, sorry ﹚


&& Pierce Through The Wounds

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX⇤ playing piano • anime and Asian dramas • green tea • singing • cherry blossoms ⇥
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX⇤ foul language • konnyaku (gelatinous cake) • academic pressure• bullies• anyone who cheats and lies ⇥



First of all, I’m a quiet person. I rarely ever talk to people I meet in the hallways, unless it's people I'm very close to. In class, I'm almost never the one to raise my hand if I have something in mind. I usually let people ask my question for me if they're thinking the same thing as me. I've always been that person who would go to class, sit down, be quiet, take notes, and then leave once the bell rings. No interaction with my fellow classmates or anything unless I'm assigned groupwork. And if I do speak in class, it’s usually to answer the teacher’s question if it’s directed at me. I'm also shy. When I first meet new people, I don't even talk. At all. The most I could do is either nod or shake my head if someone asks me a simple "yes" or "no" question. If they ask for my name, I'd flash my student I.D. Eventually, I'll start talking to them and open up a little. But that takes a bit of time and patience.

And you know what the funniest thing is? I am extremely shy when it comes to approaching people I don't know or public speaking, but I'm not scared or intimidated whenever I'm singing in front of people or performing with the choir onstage. I don't know---I guess singing in front of people is more comfortable for me than going up to someone and say, "hey, what's up?"

You could say that I'm a crybaby as well. I cry over the littlest things, such as if my possessions are taken away from me. You may find me a "spoiled little princess" for that, but in truth, those possessions aren't the latest stuff that every teenage girl wants to own. They're things that I've had ever since I was a child. Things that I value over the new stuff. You know how in the Peanuts cartoon, the character Linus finds security in his little blue blanket? That's the same for me. Though my own blanket has a few rips in it, I still treasure it. Why? Because it was the first blanket given to me when I outgrew my crib, and also because my parents worked together to make it for me. It's just something that can't be bought in stores anywhere. Again, I sound silly for saying that, but that's just me. Go ahead; laugh at me if you want.

Oh, and I'm hardly ever athletic. Have you ever seen a girl on the tracks who look like she's all out of breath? Yeah, that's me. I'm horrible at keeping my breathing steady whenever I start running, because I make those loud heaving noises. I also can't swim to save my life, either, so I just stay on the shallow ends of the pool. And I may be book smart, but I'm nowhere close to street smart. I can barely go out into the world on my own without someone holding my hand.

I find peace in music and tea, which is probably why I enjoy playing the piano and participating in tea ceremonies that my best friend’s (she’s Japanese) grandmother hosts every 1st weekend of the month. If I’m ever feeling agitated or stressed and need to get away from reality, I turn to these two activities. If anything, I’m most calm when playing piano or drinking powdered green tea.

Well, now that I’ve told you my personality, let me tell you about my life so far. I was born at midnight to Chinese parents in a hospital in Kaohsiung, Taiwan. Funny thing is, my parents had a little argument over whether to name me Yu Xin or Wen Hsuan, but in the end, they settled on “Xiao Mai,” which means “Little Elegance.”

The Li family are very wealthy. My parents own large estates in Taiwan, Japan, and South Korea. The estate in Taiwan is our home, and the other two are our vacation homes that we go to during winter or summer vacation. Usually, we go to Japan in the summer and South Korea in the winter. I don’t know why, but that’s how my family has been doing it for years. My dad is chairman of the Li Empire, a rather large chain of companies. On the outside, he seems intimidating, stubborn, and demanding, but he’s actually a cool person who would take time off work to spend time with his family. My mother, on the other hand, is a renowned classical singer and pianist. My dad met my mother when she was performing at the National Kaohsiung Performing Arts Center in Taiwan one day (he was invited to it by his work colleague). As he always says whenever I asked why, "it's because there was indescribable beauty in her when she performed.”

I'm not the only child in the family. I actually have four brothers--all of them older than me, and their names are Jin, Yunhai, Rui, and Xiaolang. Jin's the oldest of them all, and is the most quiet and protective brother of them all, though he comes off as cold and emotionless most of the time. The second oldest is Rui. He likes to read a lot and study. Next are Xiaolang and Yunhai. They’re twins, but are complete opposites of each other. Yunhai’s loud and abrasive, and Xiaolang is hard-working, dedicated, and a loner.

When I was three years old, my parents started signing me up for piano lessons when they found me in the piano room banging away at the keys one time. The sound I produced was pretty horrible, so they wanted me to turn my horrible playing into something that sounds beautiful. At school, I was a so-called perfect student. I had straight A's in all my courses, was on the honor roll, missed only 5 days of school in the entire year (due to extreme sickness like the flu), and participated in school extracurricular activities. I was even vice-president of the National Honors Society in middle school for a year before I gave up the position due to it being too much work. However, being a good student isn't always easy. There were nights where I didn't get any sleep at all because I'd be slaving over the overloaded pile of homework on my desk. Nights where I'd cry myself to sleep and wake up the next morning with red, puffy eyes. My parents were your typical Asian parents; they put a lot of pressure on me in order for me to be that perfect student in school.

During one summer vacation, I met someone who soon became my best friend. Her name was Tomoko Sasaki, and she came from an average Japanese family. Neither of us could speak each other’s language at all, but we were able to communicate with each other through non-verbal communication and body language. Unlike me, shy and quiet, Tomoko was often outgoing and energetic. She wasn’t afraid to speak out and stand up against what’s right and what’s wrong. She was someone who would comfort me whenever I felt stressed to the point of crying, or if I ever wanted a shoulder to cry on. Then, on my 10th birthday, she invited me to her grandmother’s tea house in Kyoto. It was the first time I've ever experienced a tea ceremony. Never did I think that drinking tea could be taken as an art form. Since then, whenever I visited Japan over the summer, I'd always go to Tomoko's house everyday to play and hang out with her as well as drink tea with her family.

Little did she know that I was secretly a sorceress. My entire family line on my dad's side of the family are sorceresses. Wait, wouldn't that make me half-sorceress, half-human, you ask? Sorcerers and sorceresses are really just human with magical abilities, so I'm still full human, except I have magical blood in me. Anyway, my friend didn't find out about my secret until one summer festival night when I summoned fireflies to dance for us in the field a little far away from the booths. Needless to say, she was astonished and at the same time scared. She wouldn't even speak to me for the next four weeks. At that point, I thought the friendship between us was fake, that as soon as I revealed my secret, she showed the true side of her. Then, just before my family left to go back to Taiwan, Tomoko came looking for me in the airport. She'd wanted to apologize for the way she avoided me like she was an outcast, and promised me that she wouldn't ever tell my secret to anyone.

I haven't seen her since I entered Sainoo No 'Aru Gakuen, a school my parents sent me to. I was excited about being in Japan again for my high school education, but because I was going to a school for special people with powers, I didn't see Tomoko very often. I don't know what she's doing now, but I hope she's doing well.





XThe Hues That Caught My Breath Metallic Gold

FILLERFILLERMy Heart's Melody
XXXXXXXXXXXFILLERXXXXX○ Nukumori no Kioku/ Memories of Warmth


♪ Creative Writing, Astronomy, Japanese, Choir
♪ Power Control, Sewing Class, Orchestra, Life Skills
♪ Junior
♪ Animal Club/ Gardening Club/ Music Club



XThe strings I pull ｛ 1litreoftears_sakura ｝

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The rich Taiwanese sorceress gazed out of the plane's window as it ascended into the air, moving away from the Kaohsiung International Airport. A gentle sigh escaped her lips; she was going to be away from her family for yet another year again. Why couldn't her parents just send her off to a school that was within Taiwan instead of overseas? And if it were overseas, why couldn't it be Japan? She would have loved to see her best friend Tomoko again.

"I wonder how she's doing now..." Xiao Mai wondered quietly to herself. She'd met Tomoko during summer vacation in Japan once, when she visited the Golden Pavilion in Kyoto. Of course, they had a major language barrier between each other, so there was a bit of communication problems between the two. But as time went on, both girls learned to communicate without the use of words to one another, and they tried learning a bit of each other's language in order to understand a bit of each was saying. Tomoko had also been the one who introduced Xiao Mai to the wonders of the tea ceremony.

Of course, Tomoko eventually found out that Xiao Mai was not a normal human and had avoided her for four weeks until Xiao Mai had to return to Taiwan. Their friendship was rekindled again after Tomoko had reconciled with the sorceress. Ever since she entered high school, Xiao Mai didn't see much of her Japanese friend in person again, though the two still exchanged letters and phone calls.

After a long duration of a three-hour flight, the plane finally descended. It had reached the airport of the country where Xiao Mai's academy was located at at last. Waking up from the short nap she took an hour into the flight, Xiao Mai followed the other passengers off the plane, then went to pick up her luggage from the luggage carousel. Luckily, her luggage were easy to spot among the rest, since she put a charm on it so that it would emit a golden aura. Lifting it from the carousel, Xiao Mai let out a small grunt as she set it down on the ground, then pulled the handle up so she could pull it behind her as she walked out of the airport.

As expected, her parents had arranged transportation to take their daughter to Cherelle Boarding School for the Gifted, which Xiao Mai just called "Cherelle" for short. Once Xiao Mai slid into the backseat, the driver drove off towards the school. In Xiao Mai's opinion, the school was okay. It wasn't the best, but it wasn't bad, either. The campus was pretty well-mandated.

The car soon pulled up in front of the entrance of the school, stopping in front of the gates. Stepping out of the vehicle, the Taiwanese sorceress glanced momentarily up at the school through sunglasses before hauling her luggage out of the trunk (the driver offered assistance, but Xiao Mai had refused it). "Back...again," she whispered to herself before advancing further onto the school campus.

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❝I find peace in tea and music❞

●Hello there, my name is: Xiao Mai Li
●I've been alive this long: Seventeen
●I am a: lady
●I have this strange ability: summoning, aura sensing, spellsongs, water-based magic
●I know, it's weird I'm a: sorceress
●I like the: males
●I was born on: December 17th
●I'm living up the: 11th grade
●I tend to act a little:
First of all, I’m a very quiet person. I rarely ever talk to people I meet in the hallways, unless it's people I'm very close to. In class, I'm almost never the one to raise my hand if I have something in mind. I usually let people ask my question for me if they're thinking the same thing as me. I've always been that person who would go to class, sit down, be quiet, take notes, and then leave once the bell rings. No interaction with my fellow classmates or anything unless I'm assigned groupwork. And if I do speak in class, it’s usually to answer the teacher’s question if it’s directed at me. I'm also shy. When I first meet new people, I don't even talk. At all. The most I could do is either nod or shake my head if someone asks me a simple "yes" or "no" question. If they ask for my name, I'd flash my student I.D. Eventually, I'll start talking to them and open up a little. But that takes a bit of time and patience.

You know what the funniest thing is? I am extremely shy when it comes to approaching people I don't know or public speaking, but I'm not scared or intimidated whenever I'm singing in front of people or performing with the choir onstage. I don't know---I guess singing in front of people is more comfortable for me than going up to someone and say, "hey, what's up?"

You could say that I'm a crybaby as well. I cry over the littlest things, such as if my possessions are taken away from me. You may find me a "spoiled little princess" for that, but in truth, those possessions aren't the latest stuff that every teenage girl wants to own. They're things that I've had ever since I was a child. Things that I value over the new stuff. You know how in the Peanuts cartoon, the character Linus finds security in his little blue blanket? That's the same for me. Though my own blanket has a few rips in it, I still treasure it. Why? Because it was the first blanket given to me when I outgrew my crib, and also because my parents worked together to make it for me. It's just something that can't be bought in stores anywhere. Again, I sound silly for saying that, but that's just me. Go ahead; laugh at me if you want.

Oh, and I'm hardly ever athletic. Have you ever seen a girl on the tracks who looks like she's all out of breath? Yeah, that's me. I'm horrible at keeping my breathing steady whenever I start running, because I make those loud heaving noises. I also can't swim to save my life, either, so I just stay on the shallow ends of the pool. And I may be book smart, but I'm nowhere close to street smart. I can barely go out into the world on my own without someone holding my hand.

I find peace in music and tea, which is probably why I enjoy playing the piano and participating in tea ceremonies that my best friend’s (she’s Japanese) grandmother hosts every 1st weekend of the month. If I’m ever feeling agitated or stressed and need to get away from reality, I turn to these two activities. If anything, I’m most calm when playing piano or drinking powdered green tea.
●So this is how my life was like:

I was born at midnight to Chinese parents in a hospital in Kaohsiung, Taiwan. Funny thing is, my parents had a little argument over whether to name me Yu Xin or Wen Hsuan, but in the end, they settled on “Xiao Mai,” which means “Little Elegance.”

The Li family are very wealthy. My parents own large estates in Taiwan, Japan, and South Korea. The estate in Taiwan is our home, and the other two are our vacation homes that we go to during winter or summer vacation. Usually, we go to Japan in the summer and South Korea in the winter. I don’t know why, but that’s how my family has been doing it for years. My dad is chairman of the Li Empire, a rather large chain of companies. On the outside, he seems intimidating, stubborn, and demanding, but he’s actually a cool person who would take time off work to spend time with his family. My mother, on the other hand, is a renowned classical singer and pianist. My dad met my mother when she was performing at the National Kaohsiung Performing Arts Center in Taiwan one day (he was invited to it by his work colleague). As he always says whenever I asked why, "it's because there was indescribable beauty in her when she performed.”

I'm not the only child in the family. I actually have four brothers--all of them older than me, and their names are Jin, Yunhai, Rui, and Xiaolang. Jin's the oldest of them all, and is the most quiet and protective brother of them all, though he comes off as cold and emotionless most of the time. The second oldest is Rui. He likes to read a lot and study. Next are Xiaolang and Yunhai. They’re twins, but are complete opposites of each other. Yunhai’s loud and abrasive, and Xiaolang is hard-working, dedicated, and a loner.

When I was three years old, my parents started signing me up for piano lessons when they found me in the piano room banging away at the keys one time. The sound I produced was pretty horrible, so they wanted me to turn my horrible playing into something that sounds beautiful. At school, I was a so-called perfect student. I had straight A's in all my courses, was on the honor roll, missed only 5 days of school in the entire year (due to extreme sickness like the flu), and participated in school extracurricular activities. I was even vice-president of the National Honors Society in middle school for a year before I gave up the position due to it being too much work. However, being a good student isn't always easy. There were nights where I didn't get any sleep at all because I'd be slaving over the overloaded pile of homework on my desk. Nights where I'd cry myself to sleep and wake up the next morning with red, puffy eyes. My parents were your typical Asian parents; they put a lot of pressure on me in order for me to be that perfect student in school.

During one summer vacation, I met someone who soon became my best friend. Her name was Tomoko Sasaki, and she came from an average Japanese family. Neither of us could speak each other’s language at all, but we were able to communicate with each other through non-verbal communication and body language. Unlike me, shy and quiet, Tomoko was often outgoing and energetic. She wasn’t afraid to speak out and stand up against what’s right and what’s wrong. She was someone who would comfort me whenever I felt stressed to the point of crying, or if I ever wanted a shoulder to cry on. Then, on my 10th birthday, she invited me to her grandmother’s tea house in Kyoto. It was the first time I've ever experienced a tea ceremony. Never did I think that drinking tea could be taken as an art form. Since then, whenever I visited Japan over the summer, I'd always go to Tomoko's house everyday to play and hang out with her as well as drink tea with her family.

Little did she know that I was secretly a sorceress. My entire family lineage on my dad’s side of the family are sorcerers. Wait, wouldn't that make me half-sorceress, half-human, you ask? Sorcerers and sorceresses are really just human with magical abilities, so I'm still full human, except I have magical blood in me. Anyway, my friend didn't find out about my secret until one summer festival night when I summoned fireflies to dance for us in the field a little far away from the booths. Needless to say, she was astonished and at the same time scared. She wouldn't even speak to me for the next four weeks. At that point, I thought the friendship between us was fake, that as soon as I revealed my secret, she showed the true side of her. Then, just before my family left to go back to Taiwan, Tomoko came looking for me in the airport. She'd wanted to apologize for the way she avoided me like she was an outcast, and promised me that she wouldn't ever tell my secret to anyone.

I haven't seen her since I entered Kokusai High, a school my parents sent me to. I was excited about being in Japan again for my high school education, but because I was going to a school for “special” people and non-human creatures, I didn't see Tomoko very often. I don't know what she's doing now, but I hope she's doing well.

●I love these!: playing piano • anime • Asian dramas • green tea • singing • cherry blossoms • classical music • Japanese music • Chinese music • Korean music • reading • the spring season
●I can't stand these: foul language • konnyaku (gelatinous cake) • academic pressure• bullies• anyone who cheats and lies • large crowds • loud noises • pork • beef • most vegetables
●Please keep this far away from me: spiders • heights • cockroaches • large insects • thunderstorms
●My Theme Song: Nukumori no Kioku/ Memories of Warmth
●Oh, and I forgot: Nope

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Stepping in front of the large school campus, Yunha peered up at the familiar academy through soft, violet eyes. This is it. Her second year here at the academy. The first time she ventured through these gates, she remembered thinking that someone was going to jump out at her and say, "hey, it's all a joke. We're just a normal school." But it wasn't. The academy was really a sanctuary for all different races, from vampires to witches. It's not Hogwarts, but it's nearly close to it, she had thought back then.

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N a m e
Hinako Kim

A g e

16; August 17th

A l i a s

The Rich Girl

O r i e n t a t i o n

Straight

P e r s o n a l i t y

I guess I'm your typical rich girl. You know, the one who's able to afford anything she wants, whenever she wants? It's fun, but sometimes I don't like it. I mean, I'm just tired of people labelling me as 'that rich snob' when they don't even know me at all. They just think that because I have money, I think myself to be higher than them. And I don't. I don't base people on wealth status at all. If someone poor wants to be my friend, let them be my friend. And while we're on the subject, I don't like it when people befriend me for the money and not for me myself. These are the kinds of people who will dump you the moment your family goes bankrupt. And I don't want people like them. I like friends who take me for who I really am, and not because I'm rich.

Most of the time, I'm outgoing. I don't like being the center of attention, but I do like to join in on the fun. If there's a party going on somewhere, I want in. And when I say party, I don't mean those "let's-get-drunk-till-2am-and-get-a-hangover-the-next-morning-and-at-the-same-time-wake-up-the-neighbors-with-blasting-music" kinds of parties. I actually had to call the cops on one of my neighbors one night because they were throwing a party and making a huge ruckus that disrupted my sleep. Worse of all, I had a huge exam the next day at school. However, I have my shy and introverted moments as well. When that happens, I just don't approach people or say 'hi' at all.

I'm hardly ever athletic. Have you ever seen a girl on the tracks who look like she's all out of breath? Yeah, that's me. I'm horrible at keeping my breathing steady whenever I start running, because I make those loud heaving noises. I also can't swim to save my life, either, so I just stay on the shallow ends of the pool. And I may be booksmart, but I'm nowhere close to streetsmart. I can barely go out into the world on my own without someone holding my hand.

L i k e s

hot spring baths, green tea, Japanese food, shopping, playing the violin

D i s l i k e s

spiders, the sight of blood (even something small like a paper cut), liars, slimy creatures, violence

B i o g r a p h y

I'm a California-born Japanese/Korean. My parents conceived me when they were living here, specifically in the city of Irvine. Up until I was 5 years old, I lived in the Sunny State. There are a lot of stereotypes that pass through this state, such as "you can spot a celebrity everywhere you go," "everyone knows how to surf," and "everyone's rich." Not true. Anyway, back to what I was saying. After I turned 5 years old, my family moved to Kobe in the Hyogo Prefecture of Japan. I guess it was a nice move, since I was able to see my grandparents. However, I was a little behind on my native language because I was never taught Japanese beforehand. I also endured a little bit of taunting from the other kids because I was part-Korean. Some people accepted me for who I am, and those people came to be my friends, sticking up for me when I needed them the most. I also have an older sister. Her name's Rika. I don't know where she is now, but she holds a job at some record company. I think she's doing pretty well so far. We used to be close as kids, but ever since she started high school and then graduated, we drew apart from each other. I guess she just became too busy to spend time with me. I miss her sometimes. I have a little brother as well, and let me tell you, he's such an annoying little brat. He always barges into my room (I so need a lock) at the most unexpected moments, he's messy, and he never leaves me alone. But I suppose he's a nice little guy when he's behaving...which is rarely.

In high school, I had met someone in writing class who inspired me. Her name was Kanako. This person always had a positive outlook on life, and she had that "don't give up" air around her. At first we didn't care about each other, but once we were paired off to critique each other's essay, the first thing she asked me was, "is it lonely being rich?" She didn't say it in a disdainful way, but rather in a curious way. She sounded like she wanted to know me for me. Since that way, the two of us were inseparable. We ate lunch together, went to parties together, studied together...whereever I was, she was there. Whereever she was, I was there with her.

Until that day.

None of us expected that Nicholas would go on a shooting rampage. Kanako told me while we were running for safety. Unfortunately, Nick happened to come across us and shot his gun. The bullet missed me as I ducked behind a wall, but it had struck my best friend. When I looked back, she was on the ground, blood oozing out from the impacted wound.

Since that day, I changed from being an outgoing, bubbly person to a quiet and introverted person.

S a m p l e P o s t

Kanani drove her black porsche into the parking lot of the beach, then parked in a vacant space. Pachelbel's Canon was currently blaring from her stereo system, something people normally wouldn't listen to. The song, although pretty-sounding, was pretty redundant as most of the tune repeated itself over and over again. And for any cello players, it was the most so-called "irritating" song they had to play. The chord progression was also continuous. Rob Paravonian had made a rant on that in his popular Youtube video by the name of Pachelbel's Rant. Kanani couldn't blame anyone who grew annoyed by the piece, though. Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun.... The repetitive notes echoed through her mind even though the music had already finished.

She turned off the ignition before unbuckling her seat belt and opening the door to step out. Dressed in a red sarong altered into a dress with a coconut sarong holder to keep the cloth in place, Kanani was looking forward to this party. Of course it was strange that she got a text message from someone she didn't know at all, but hey, if there was a party going on somewhere, she wanted to be there. Upon hearing noise coming from the beach, Kanani figured that the party had already started and that she was late. Oops. Leave it to her to spend hours trying to find the so-called perfect outfit to wear to the bonfire party, even though all she had to do was pick from her range of swimwear and sarongs. Oh, well. Better late than never...and miss out on the great fun.

Kanani kicked off her sandals, bending down to pick them up, the moment her feet touched sand . It had a different kind of feeling from the sand back in Hawaii, but the general feeling was similar. As it was nighttime, the ocean was dark in color, with the moonlight casting a beautiful glow among the surface. "Wow, looks like I'm pretty late. I brought health food, not that you all would care anyway, haha." Well, duh. Who would want to munch on raw broccoli and carrot sticks at a bonfire party? She should be bringing graham crackers and marshmallows for s'mores!

C o l o r M e

Royal Purple/ Sunglow

M a s t e r :
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[1LitreofTears_Sakura]

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「нίηακο κίм」

Snow fell steadily to the ground, some particles landing on the half-Japanese, half-Korean girl as she walked all the way to the end of the neighborhood block. A small breath of misty air formed before her as she breathed through her mouth. Her lips stung with coldness, and any tears that had flowed down her pale cheeks earlier had frozen. Hinako turned a corner to head in a new direction. At the same time, she stuffed her hands into her coat pocket. Somewhere up ahead, she could make out the tallest building of her school. She shook her head, averting her attention away from it. No, she shouldn't think too much about it.

Hinako soon found herself in front of Starbucks Coffee. She'd often come here with Kanako to get a cup of hot chocolate and tea together. Biting her bottom lip, Hinako wondered if she should enter inside. Would she be hit with condolences? She sure didn't feel like she wanted to hear "hey, I'm sorry to hear about your friend." Sighing, she decided to just go in, order a hot chocolate, and get out of there.

The fresh aroma of coffee beans filled her senses upon entering the small coffee shop. Her eyes gazing at the ground, Hinako approached the ordering counter. This wasn't like her at all---she was usually known to be the outgoing and bubbly type, not the introverted/ depressed-looking type. "Hello, Hinako. Hot chocolate?" the cashier asked, recognizing one of his regulars. Hinako pretty much almost always ordered the same thing, so her order was pretty much memorized. Nodding, she muttered, "Yes, please." She fumbled in her pocket, pulled out a $10, and placed it on the table.

"I'm sorry to hear about your friend," the cashier spoke as he rang up Hinako's order. "Kanako was her name, right? You two were always here together." Here we go Hinako thought bitterly. And yes, Kanako was her name. "The shooting was a terrible, terrible tragedy," continued the cashier. "Alrighty, $4.95 is your change. Have a nice day." He handed Hinako her change, then alerted another worker to start on the Asian's order. Yeah, right, Hinako thought. How could she have a nice day when she was moping?









Outfit:xxx

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Starring...1litreoftears_sakura as
[ Yunha Sora Park ]
Female / 16

xoxomy p a s t goes a little like t h i s
Yunha was born on January 5th in Jung-gu, Seoul of South Korea. She comes from an average family of 5, consisting of her mother, her father, her, her little sister Seul Ki, and her older brother Kyung-Min. Up until high school, Yunha had been homeschooled, which made it a little bit difficult for her to socialize with other kids. She's almost often quiet and introverted, never the one to speak first. Also, since Yunha moved to the U.S. when she was 14 years old, her English is still a little wonky. Therefore, she makes common grammatical mistakes in her speech and writing from time to time.


< 3 < 3 < 3
Korean and Japanese dramas, K-pop, J-pop, green tea, singing, playing the flute, snow, the colors blue and pink, Asian food, writing

:/ :/ :/
being called short, being mistaken for another Asian ethnicity, Asian stereotypes, rap and rock music, insects, jerks

#2

o1. Honors English
o2. World History
o3. Girls' Gym
Lunch;
o4. Algebra
o5. Choir
o6. Orchestra

[1LitreofTears_Sakura]

【박소라고윤하】

Smiling, Yunha set her cup of hot chocolate down on the
table as she sat down on the chair Hana pulled out for her.
"Thanks," she replied before she took a sip of her hot chocolate,
then wiped off the excess whip cream off of her lips. It was
hot, but at least it was at a temperature satisfying to her
tongue. Setting the cup down again, Yunha answered, "I'm
Yunha. Yunha Park." At the same time, she shook Hana's hand.

Yunha then glanced at the other girl. "Kwon Yinghua...right?
I think you were in choir with me last year."






《 한두번도 아닌 이별이라
시간이 지나면 잊혀질걸 알고 있는데 난
어떡해야 할지 몰라
그거릴 혼자 걷는 나를..》

[1LitreofTears_Sakura]

Starring...1litreoftears_sakura as
[ Chloe Ní Mhaolchatha] !
female / 15

xoxomy p a s t goes a little like t h i s
Hello, my name is Chloe, and I hail from County Wicklow, Ireland. There's really not much to say about me, except that I come from a wealthy family with four older (and pig-brained, freeloading, money-grubbing) brothers. People say I have a sharp tongue and snarky attitude. Because of that, I'm labelled as a snob, even though I don't think of myself as one. I don't belittle on the poor people. I mean, poor people can become rich, too, right? I don't know how the whole rags-to-riches thing works out because I was basically born rich, but I'm sure it must be a nice feeling. Anyway, I moved to the states just last month and getting used to the school system here. It's just so different from the school system in Ireland!



< 3 < 3 < 3

smoothies
iced tea
yan-yans
traditional Irish music
the ocean, swimming
taking photographs
fancy restaurants
shopping
cute clothes
boys
dogs (especially the pointy-eared ones)
dolphins

:/ :/ :/

rude people
her brothers
laziness
sharks
coffee
liars/cheaters
getting less than an A
the smell of drugs and alcohol
rain
horror movies
blood


#5

o1. Art
o2. Music Appreciation
o3. Honors Trigonometry
Lunch;
o4. Mixed Gym
o5. AP Integrated Science
o6. Honors English