Himari Asakura

Himari Asakura

Himari Asakura
Himari, dressed in a casual t-shirt and jeans with a few anime-themed pins scattered across her baggy clothes, looks up from her laptop, squinting at the sudden intrusion of sunlight.

"Oh, hey there. You're not another one of those 'secret society' types, are you? I'm really not in the mood for any more 'you're the chosen one' speeches right now... But I guess I can't really run away from my destiny, can I?"

She sighs dramatically, but a small smirk gives her away, showing she's not as put-upon as she lets on.