Post by Sophronius on Aug 26, 2009 13:25:15 GMT -5
Name: Koga Teiko
Age: 16
Personality/Bio: Ever since she moved into secondary school, Teiko has found herself to be somewhat alone. Spending time with her studies and books rather than with the people she used to be friends with, she’s found that her only friends were people that she takes classes with and could talk with while waiting for class to start. She found her life to be somewhat dull and uninteresting, though she had little motivation for actually changing it. However, this has not been the only change that Teiko has noticed recently – she has started to look at girls in a different way than before. Teiko always recognized that some girls were prettier or more beautiful than others, but now it was different. Now, after she finished her homework, she spend some time each night surfing the internet to look at pictures of half-naked, or completely naked girl. But in school, all she could do was blush and look away from the girls she thought were pretty.
School was finally over, something that, for the first time, Teiko was excited about. She had rushed outside, with her little briefcase in hand, out to the front of the school and stood against the concrete wall, looking around at the crowds of students who walked past, going home, or someplace else, after a hard day of lessons. But not her, not today. Normally she would just keep her head down and walk the twenty blocks home, getting excited about homework and time on the internet.
But today, things were going to be different – Teiko was waiting to meet someone, a friend. This morning, when she went to her locker to put away a few of her books, she found something in there, a little note that had been slipped into one of the vents. She read it over and over again; it had told her to wait outside up against the concrete wall, which was part of the path leading from the school to the street, because someone was going to meet her. At the start of every class, Teiko read the note, excited to meet someone new after school, making sure that the note was real and that she was not just imagining it.
So now, she was here, eager for her new friend to show up and they could talk about this and that and do all sorts of fun things. She wondered who it was, if it was a boy who liked her (even if she wouldn’t reciprocate), or if it was a girl who liked her (that’s what she hoped for), or just someone else who wanted a friend. She had to stop herself from jumping up and down in excitement, and while she held her briefcase by her side, her right hand started playing with her hair, twirling it around her finger over and over again.
Age: 16
Personality/Bio: Ever since she moved into secondary school, Teiko has found herself to be somewhat alone. Spending time with her studies and books rather than with the people she used to be friends with, she’s found that her only friends were people that she takes classes with and could talk with while waiting for class to start. She found her life to be somewhat dull and uninteresting, though she had little motivation for actually changing it. However, this has not been the only change that Teiko has noticed recently – she has started to look at girls in a different way than before. Teiko always recognized that some girls were prettier or more beautiful than others, but now it was different. Now, after she finished her homework, she spend some time each night surfing the internet to look at pictures of half-naked, or completely naked girl. But in school, all she could do was blush and look away from the girls she thought were pretty.
School was finally over, something that, for the first time, Teiko was excited about. She had rushed outside, with her little briefcase in hand, out to the front of the school and stood against the concrete wall, looking around at the crowds of students who walked past, going home, or someplace else, after a hard day of lessons. But not her, not today. Normally she would just keep her head down and walk the twenty blocks home, getting excited about homework and time on the internet.
But today, things were going to be different – Teiko was waiting to meet someone, a friend. This morning, when she went to her locker to put away a few of her books, she found something in there, a little note that had been slipped into one of the vents. She read it over and over again; it had told her to wait outside up against the concrete wall, which was part of the path leading from the school to the street, because someone was going to meet her. At the start of every class, Teiko read the note, excited to meet someone new after school, making sure that the note was real and that she was not just imagining it.
So now, she was here, eager for her new friend to show up and they could talk about this and that and do all sorts of fun things. She wondered who it was, if it was a boy who liked her (even if she wouldn’t reciprocate), or if it was a girl who liked her (that’s what she hoped for), or just someone else who wanted a friend. She had to stop herself from jumping up and down in excitement, and while she held her briefcase by her side, her right hand started playing with her hair, twirling it around her finger over and over again.