Name: Hinata Monchi *STRAWBERRIES*

Gender: Female.

Age: 16

Year in school:
Fifth Year

School Attending: St. Spica Girls' Institute

Partner: None

Room mate: None

Appearance:
Hinata’s head is heart shaped and she has high cheekbones which are quite evident when she smiles. Her favorite feature about her is her dimples which appear on both sides of her face and are quite obvious. She lets her bubblegum pink hair to about her waist in waves. She is pale with a pink tint on her cheeks at all times. Her eyes are big and have a violet-bluish color. She is quite short for her age only 5’4 and is 114 pounds. She is quite busty for her age and is quite embarrassed when it is noticed or mentioned. Her body is also very toned due to gymnastics and martial arts.

Dress: She wears a white miniskirt uniform with a pink and blue sweater and a gold bow around her neck in school. Outside of school she wears really loose clothing that seems to always flow such as oversized sweaters or shirts with a couple pairs of skinny jeans or a tube top with a long skirt or straight boot cut jeans.

glasses: Nope has perfect 20/20 vision

Personality:


Hinata is brutally honest and would never ever lie to anybody and if she tries it’s very easy to tell if she does. She starts to blush and stutter and avoids all eye contact. She is how should I say a bit on the strange side, you know doesn’t exactly follow the conversation, enjoys the weird things in life and loves neon colors. So yes she doesn’t really follow the norm of things. Her way of looking at life is also unique she doesn’t see the sky as a single color but various shades of colors all different types. Her creative way of thinking makes lets her come up with poems and saying on the spot which she readily incorporates into her normal speech. No matter what’s happening Hinata is someone who will always be there, someone you can rely on all the time. She doesn’t care how bleak the situation is she is ready to do anything for a friend. Her personality to screams out to socialize and she hates to be alone or lonely because as optimistic as she is she does get sad fast. Witty is a good word to describe her but she can at times push it too far and just be plain rude. As much as she tries not to it does happen. Under all that she is a very sweet and somewhat an intelligent one. Music is her soul and she will burst out in song whenever she feels like it just for the fun of it.


Hinata tends to cross boundaries and loves to poke in other people’s business. She doesn’t mean to pry but she really can’t help it. She is painfully lazy; she wouldn’t even lift her ring finger to get her proposal ring on if she was in the right mood. She is normally a very childish person when the situation arises but will whine and cry to get what she wants. So if you make her do something she doesn’t want to do, she will hold her breath in till her face turns blue or pout and won’t talk. Those are some of her traits that just show off her bad judgment, she knows right from wrong but if someone told her to meet them in a dark alley she’ll think nothing of it. She may be book smart but definitely not street smart. Even if she isn’t the toughest person around she sure acts like it if you catch at the right moment she is so sarcastic it’s sometimes hard to know if she ever isn’t. Hinata isn’t the most graceful person, actually she is quite the klutz tripping over her feet, rocks and sometimes nothing. She is always bruised and bloody but she got used to it after a while. Her memory is as great as Napoleon was tall. Seeing as Napoleon isn’t tall I think you get my drift, I mean you have a two hour chat with her the next day she can’t remember your name. So memorizing things isn’t exactly her strong point.

Sample post: Peacefully, Hinata slept in the back seat of a shady looking taxi driven by an even shadier looking driver. Curled up in the fetal position she drooled all over the seat as they drove up the steep hill. Only moving ever so often she continued to dream in till they ran over a pot hole jolting her awake. Disoriented from her sudden awaken she looked left and right obviously dazed. They came to a sudden stop that sent her body hurtling towards the driver’s seat. With a groan she slammed head fist into the back of the car seat before slowly crumbling to the ground. Reaching her hand up from the floor she patted it against the door looking for the handle when it came to her ninth or tenth she finally found it before the door creaked open. The sun shined on her ace making her want to shield her eyes from its burning gaze. She wasn’t in the mood to walk up this mountain let alone get out of the car. Forcing herself up she trudged out and dragged her drool dried self to the back of the car to get her stuff. On her way there she got a good look at the car and realized how damaged and unsafe it was to have been in it. The car looked like it has been thrown into the junk yard and was about to get scarped but it thought it looked so bad to begin with that they gave it to someone new. Doesn’t look like this person did much to fix it. As soon as her stuff was out of the car the guy was gone. By the time she figured out that she had left her phone the taxi driver must have already been half across the world.

She sighed before looking at the tall gate in front of her. She was smiling of course like she always did but man was she tired; the driver woke her up mid kiss. She had been dreaming about her fairytale again the strange thing was that the Prince wasn’t even a Prince but a Princess not that she minded the kiss kind of strange though. She has never been to an all girl-school so she was kind of nervous. What if they didn’t like her? Shoving that question as far back as she could, she tipped her head back letting her head be held high. Taking one stride right after the other she walked towards the gate just to trip over what she believed to be a rock. Who knows what it was? Hinata can trip over almost anything. She fell face first into the dirt and ended up with a mouthful of dirt in her mouth. She hasn’t even made it inside and she’s already messing up, this is definitely not her day.

Accepted.

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