You join a new highschool called Pheonix Drop in the middle of the year, hoping to make new friends. You end up meeting a dark boy, who shows little or no emotion. His goal is to make others suffer, but you seem to be his main target.
You eventually...
So...now iireniisafanii entered a character into the book. Thank you so much! They also wanted me to create a backstory for them, so here you go. Hope you like it!
Oh, pictures. Yeah, here it is:
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Name: Reni Hartsuna
Age: Same age as the rest of them
Gender: Female
Personality: Fun, Bubbly, Shy when meeting new people, Flirtatious, Has depression, Sarcastic, Talented, and very agile. Tsundere.
Looks: Werewolf with black ears and long purple hair. freckles, and eyes that change color depending on mood (normal color is green) likes to wear black jeans, large sweaters, and any color converse.
Side? (Good/Evil/Etc.): Both, but leaning more towards evil.
Weapons/Powers: Has a witches powers (she's a witch), Katana, Guns, and has an elemental dark form. (Think of Irene form, except black.)
Backstory: Abusive/Depressing
Other stuff: Is friends with Aphmau and Kawaii~Chan, scared of Michi, and likes to hang with the boys. She likes to hang with Zane a lot, though. (She has a crush on him, but since Reader~Chan is the one in love here, it will never be able to work out, LOL. {This note was inserted by the author.}) She fails potions sometimes so she turns herself into animals by accident.
And now, the moment you've all been waiting for, THE BACKSTORY!
Backstory (Reni's POV):
My father was drinking, AGAIN. So much for being leader of the pack. And it's all thanks to that...THING my father met. I still remember the day I met her...
I knew something was up from just talking to her. Dad and I were walking in the streets, ignoring the nervous glances from the other townsfolk. Just because we were Werewolves, doesn't mean we're bad.
All of a sudden, a random lady came up to us. Her voice was slurred, and she looked like a hot mess, but my father found something...attractive in her.
"Why, hello, sweetheart." The woman giggled. "Fancy seeing you here."
"Dad, let's just keep walking," I muttered, baring my teeth at the lady. She didn't seem frightened like everyone else.
"Hold on a sec, sweetie." Dad examined the woman closely. "What's your name?"
"Who, me?" The lady snickered.
"Yeah," Dad nodded, smiling with new flourish.
"Oh, I'm nobody." The lady smiled. "But...my name is Belinda."
