☽ɪcʜɪʀo sᴍᴇᴛ☾
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XXXXXXXηαмε →
xoxoIchiro Alexander Smet
ƞɪcᴋ ηαмεs →
xoxoIchi, Alex, Four-Eyes (reserved for my dearest brother), or simply Ichiro.
αgε →
xoxo23
gεη∂εя →
xoxoMale
вıяτн∂αy →
xoxoWinter 23rd
нεıgнτ →
xoxo5'11"
нαıя cσℓσя →
xoxoGrey
εყε cσℓσя →
xoxoSilver
sεхυαℓıτყ →
xoxoBisexual (more into women)
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ᴊ u ɪ c ᴇ y ☽ s ᴛ u f f
pɛʀsøɴɑʟɪʈy →
xoxo♦Serious
Nothing is a joke. I take things very seriously and I don't like to play around, especially at work. Work is suppose to be serious. I'm not here to play, I'm here to work. Stop goofing around Jirou!
xoxo♦Reserved
I don't make the effort to meet new people, unless it's absolutely necessary. If you want to strike a conversation be my guest, I'm not stopping you.
xoxo♦Straightforward
I'm very blunt. I don't like straying away from the main point nor do I like lying. I'm just being honest. Don't take it personally, I do it to everyone.
xoxo♦Quiet
If it wasn't very obvious already I'm not the loudest person. (Only when I'm angry with Jirou you may see my wrath.) I'm not shy or anything, just quiet. Silence is calming and I don't see the purpose of being loud and noisy.
xoxo♦Mature
Being the eldest sibling basically forces me to be mature. I have to be an example to my younger brother, even though he will never idolize me. He has already strayed off path. -.- But I tend to handle every situation maturely, I'm not young and foolish. I've grown out of that stage.
ʜɪsʈøʀy →
xoxoI hope you don't mind hearing our story twice, after all Jirou and I are siblings. Though there may be part of the story that differs. But we are going to force you to read both anyway.
You see, my tale begins twenty-three years ago when I was born. I was the first child my mother gave birth to. My parents were an interesting pair. My mother was a Japanese woman and my father was from Belgium. Strange right? None of that really matter since they were happy together. Or at least that's what I thought.
I was a quiet child and was thoroughly amused by books, no surprise there. I was raised in a healthy environment, no troubles. Then when I turned three my baby brother, Jirou was born. My god he was a ruckus. He would not shut up for even five minutes I tell you. =.= But what can I say, he's my brother and I love him dearly, despite his faults.
As I grew older I attend school. I excelled, I received the best marks. All was good. My brother, unfortunately, is a moron and was a terrible student. He was more into music than his studies. Silly Jirou. Once I entered as a freshman in highschool and my brother entered middle school, my parents began to fight a lot. When I mean a lot, I mean like every night. I was able to comfort and support my brother through this mess.
When I went to college my parents got a divorce. My father was cheating on my mother. Jirou lived with our mother, until he went to college as well. I finished college, while he dropped out. -.- We both moved here to Nirvani and got jobs. End of story. Hoped you liked it.
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ᴇ x ᴛ ʀ ᴀ ☽ ʙ ɪ ᴛ s
jσв → xoxoWinery Worker jσυяηαℓ → xoxoUnderneath my clothes in one of my dresser compartments. I'd rather you not look at it. -.- ℓıĸεs → xoxo❥Literature
xoxo❥Dark Chocolate
xoxo❥Wine
xoxo❥Photography
xoxo❥Cosplaying
∂ısℓıĸεs → xoxo☠Sweets
xoxo☠Video Games
xoxo☠Jewelry
xoxo☠Sports
xoxo☠Illiterate Morons
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