Novel & Cerita Oc Anime Characters

Wherever she goes, her acquaintance will bring up a confession of love’s thing. “Debbie! That confession of love on the radio was very romantic.. Really I envy you, huh!" Wolyn is Debbie's otaku friend who is more manic than she is, or senpai—as Debbie calls her. One of the anime comrades that Debbie has. What Wolyn envies is probably because Debbie no longer only likes 2D figures aka the main characters in her reading comics or anime character. They are good friends as fellow big fans of Japanese animation. Debbie could not be as indifferent as the rest of the children who tease her to Wolyn. No matter where she is, there is no safe place for her to be alone right now.

********* Author's DW:- Doraemon Doraemon is a character with the same Japanese anime show name for children. Doraemon a robotic cat from the twenty-second century, who time traveling in the twenty-first century and started living with a ten years boy whose name was Nobita. He was an average-looking boy without any skill. Everyone likes to bully him and make him cry. Only Doraemon helps him always and makes him happy.

I saw him balled a palm into tight fist while clenching his jaw. "Kai Hiwatari......" I replied. "And who is that....." He immediately again asked as if after knowing him he is gona kill him. I smile shyly just to make his useless temper rise high. "Uuhhmmm.....Aaahhh.....he is A ONE OF A ANIME CHARACTER." I told him while controlling my smile. Yes, Its true I used to have a big crush on Anime character when I was twelve year old. Even I used to dream about Marrying him.

Zane bluntly said. "How did you know that my huge explosion will work? I've never seen such a big Ver De Terre so I was surprised," Lucia asked once again. "You question me too much. But I know an anime where a character only knows how to use explosions," Zane explained and walks back to the carriage to check on the guards and Roùx. Clarisse sheaths her sword and asks Lucia, "what's an anime?" Lucia shrugs and replies, "I don't know as well. Maybe that's what they call mages in his world."

I answer "Except you don't have the sparkly blue eye thing that makes me want to stare at you all day" "Who's that?" Mel asks, coming closer "Do I know him?" "He's an anime character" I say, looking at him "Are you serious? You don't know him? He's a total Cream look alike, except he talks a lot but they're totally the same. Oh and Gojou is a total DILF" Mel's eyes widens "DILF?" "Daddy I'd Like To Fuck" Cream answers, his eyes still trained on me "The convent girl knows her words"

"Oh come on. Fuck that Cindrella look and be Moana or Elsa. Urgh, these princess names! The Aurora I know would never miss a chance to show someone who the boss is. You seriously want Jessica to take over you?" "No." "Good. Because I am not just doing this for you. I don't want to miss the opportunity to dance with you, plus I get to make that Silver Hair jealous. He has always been on the lead, today I will be." He winks and I fold my arms over my chest. "What? Silver hair is a good name. It...umm...Gojo Satoru has silver hair! He is the strongest." I laugh. "You are seriously intending to bring anime in here?" Alex knows that I am currently being a fan of anime and since I started watching

Tatsuya, who has green hair and turqoise eyes, looked smart in his woolen vest with a shirt underneath, long pants, and working shoes. Naoko, who has baby blue hair and grey eyes and was dressed in a simple long baggy shirt and tights, could not help but notice how much she paled in comparison to them. /Did the original soul seriously exist in the story just to create a reason for Aimi to go on this journey? Gosh./ Aimi ran up to Naoko the moment she caught sight of her walking towards them and all of the boys' eyes followed after her figure. It happened with so much synchrony that it looked quite dramatic from Naoko's point of view.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.