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[hr][hr][img]http://data.whicdn.com/images/908369/large.jpg[/img][color=DarkSlateGray][i][h1]~ Aya ~[/h1][/i][/color][hr][hr]
[color=DarkSlateGray]NAME[/color]:
Aya Kagamine

[color=DarkSlateGray]AGE[/color]:
24

[color=DarkSlateGray]APPEARANCE[/color]:
A skyscraper of a Japanese woman, Aya stands at around 5'9. Her hair is thick and short, and her eyes are quite thin and sharp. There's also a small beauty spot at the bottom of her lip. Despite her personality, Aya chooses her outfits wisely, donning a different hat each day with an outfit to match. She also wears glasses, but only when she's reading unnecessarily small text. Funnily enough, her eyebrows are quite thin, something people usually tease her for (and something she usually beats people up for saying such things).

[color=DarkSlateGray]HEIGHT[/color]:
5'9

[color=DarkSlateGray]WEIGHT[/color]:
132 lbs

[color=DarkSlateGray]LIKES[/color]:
Reading
Racoons
Spicy food
Writing
Poetry with deep meanings
Writing
Scaring away flocks of pigeons (when there's no one around, of course.)
Writing
Taking walks in the park (especially early in the morning)
Chewing things (mostly gum)

[color=DarkSlateGray]DISLIKES[/color]:
Beaches
Sweet food
Heavy rain
Aeroplanes (Lord she's terrified of 'em)
The deep end of the swimming pool (or the fucking sea)
Getting lost in the middle of nowhere
Lettuce (there's a story behind that)
Fonts that are too damn small to read

[color=DarkSlateGray]PARTY TRICK[/color]:
Aya's surprisingly good at thinking up decent rhymes on the spot. She's also not too bad as a singer, either.

[color=DarkSlateGray]OCCUPATION[/color]:
Cashier at the Eye For Fashion boutique.

[color=DarkSlateGray]PERSONALITY[/color]:
Aya is usually seen as this calm and quiet person who will really only speak when spoken to. She's always the one to linger in the background, and her often aloof behaviour and sharp featured face definitely gives off a stay-the-hell-away-from-me impression. In reality though, Aya is just a firework that could be set off at any moment. Stubborn and having a no-nonsense and brutally honest attitude, Aya doesn't really attract much positive attention. If you delve a bit more into reality however, you'll find the true, hidden Aya. Going into depth about this confused lady that doesn't know what to do in life would ruin the experience though, so you guys will just have to discover what this girl's really like on your own.

But in conclusion, just don't piss Aya off. Like, ever. Once the spark lights the fire, there's no going back.

Aya also has her fair share of quirks and habits as well. She tends to chews on the ends of her pens (especially when she's stressed or nervous) and is surprisingly an early riser. Her voice is actually a bit deep, but it doesn't take an abnormally high IQ to figure out she's a woman.

[color=DarkSlateGray]BIO[/color]:
Ever since not so little Aya was born, her single mother had always been struggling to keep their lives together. From their apartment to their bookstore that was barely standing on its two feet financially, the first few years of Aya's time walking on Earth was a hard time for her mother. However, not wanting her child to be affected by such things, a smile would cover her stress, and laughter would conceal her sadness. Aya was still young then, so she didn't really notice.

Then, in her first year of high school, her mother fell ill after overworking herself. It would take about a month or so for her to fully recover, but that month would be the time where Aya realised what her mother had been going through the second she was born. It was painful to discover such things at a time of bleakness and distress. 

Although Aya's passion for writing poetry had been present with her ever since childhood, a conflict within her began to boil up. She'd always wanted to become a poet of some sort, but would it be enough to fill Aya's pockets when she desperately needed it? Going for a much more 'praised' job would have been, well, better, right?

Then, the time finally came for the two to part ways. Aya would have to make her own breakthrough into the real world, leaving her mother behind and leaving herself filled with worry concern. Weekly phone calls would become a thing once Aya had moved in elsewhere, and the only thing the woman hoped for was that her mother would pick up every single time she called.

[url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=utRRAnF-mIk][i]The Theme of Aya[/i][/url]
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