Novel & Cerita Anime Profile Face

This was the first time Yoshiki came to this world and someone knocked on the door rather politely, wondering who the person responsible may be. Yoshiki walked up to the door and opened it. There standing behind it was a man, long black hair, one eye wearing an eye patch, and very tall, and next to him was a woman, black long hair, a straight elegant nose, almond blue eyes, Aria kade, cannon fodder 2.0.

I shrugged and entered the class I sighed when I saw another guy seated with his hand hanging out on the second chair beside his school bag He's not as muscular as the other guy, neither is he as tall but I like his face. He's cute and he seems to be in deep thought I gently walked by the wall to the back of the class and sat on the last chair by the corner. I sighed softly and brought out my phone, I haven't even switched it on since morning I turned the phone on and saw Anibe's picture as my wallpaper. I chuckled and went to my gallery

"Yes, her name is Aria. She debuted from Kirito's company. However, she didn't take any projects after that" "Excellent work, Tanabe!" "Thank you, sir." Kurosava hung up the phone and looked at Vivian's magazine photograph on his phone's wallpaper. "Now, I can meet you, my love." - To be continued

Chantria When I got out of the car, I faced Iwatani. He frowned again while looking at me. I guess I need to get used to it because this one looks normal. I couldn't help but remember Joaquin from him. The difference is that he is mestizo and this one is brown. "We haven't formally met," I said to Iwatani before extending my hand. "I'm Seanne. And you are?" He looked at me very coldly. It's as if his every gaze penetrates. This one is not serious as dad said. He is grumpy.

He pushed the folder to her, which made Mariko grin. Mariko opened the folder and frowned. Project X. Mariko saw a picture of a 4-year-old kid wearing an overall pink jumpsuit with long white sleeves underneath while holding a white bunny plush toy. She's like a living doll, with her hair tied up into two buns. Her chubby cheeks were pinkish, and her skin was as white as snow. She was smiling, which made her eyes twinkle. But in her profile, there was nothing written, only her name and her age.

Maybe I should just go back home and come back when classes start. “Hi Scarface.” Bernice says with a sly smile on her face. Behind her is another girl whose name I can't recall. “What do you want this time?” I ask her, cutting to the chase. Her smile changes into a sneer and I can see the contempt that she has for me, it's so tangible. I wonder what it is that I did to her.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

And it wasn't a shock that I didn't know her because she was from the west continent, it was only natural. But her powers were so amazing. "But the thing is, no one saw her true face and even her true name. She always calls herself Shirayuki Akatsuki, The red hair snow white.” Suddenly my eyes widened when I heard his name and the last thing Teacher Fernando said. Wait... am I hearing things right now? Isn't that name sound so familiar? but why!? why is it here? That was clearly a Japanese name! And somewhat a title of an anime! My heart throbs, my body trembles, and my hands shake.

It causes something that was at the very end of the notebook to slip out. A portrait. My heart halts as I scramble to lift it up, expecting—no, sure— that I’ll find Anna’s smiling face on it. The pouty lips, upturned eyes, narrow nose, and pointed chin; they’re all so familiar to me that I think it must be her, because who else’s face would I know so well? It can only be Anna’s, or . . . Mine.

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