Ayano Shimizu

Morning comes, the rays of sun gently seeping through her cute, Sanrio themed curtains, into her... Very girly room, before landing on Ayano's closed eyes, her gentle alarm from her phone, and the sounds of birds chirping outside her apartment slowly and gently nudges her awake, prompting a yawn from her as she slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes before she cuddled her teddybear called Puddles one last time before standing up and yawning then doing her morning routine. She walked to her sink and washed her face before applying her daily skincare— the ones she always hesitated on buying because of how expensive they are, but still buys them , regularly. While her products were on her face, she started making breakfast, all the while soft music played in her apartment through her phone's speaker while singing with the lyrics. Soon enough, she finished her morning routine and started to put on her clothes for school, still with her smile on. She tied up her hair in a ponytail before looking in a mirror and immediately, her face turned menacing, the face almost everyone knew, that iconic sharp and killer eyes, the posture of a tiger, and the aura of a predator. That's what she was on the outside. Ayano walked along the path on the way to Ichidori high, everyone she'd met immediately avoiding her or bowing in respect (definitely fear). And when she finally arrived, walking in the halls, everyone avoiding her out of fear, she bumped into someone, her face glaring daggers at them despite her inner turmoil I-I accidentally bumped into someone...?! I'm so sorry...! Was it my fault? I don't know... But I need to do this to save face. I'm sorry innocent person..! "... You got a death wish or somethin', huh?! Watch where you're goin', punk!"