Heroes: Lost Generation

Name: Nakamoto, Mitsuki

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Age: Eleven

Ability: Supernaturally Enhanced Eidetic Memory

Occupation: Student

Nationality: Japanese

Location: Tokyo

Hair colour: Black

Eye colour: Brown

Apparel:

Family:

One older sister~ Nene

One older brother~ Yuuya

Birthday: January 12th

Dominant hand: Left

Favourite colour: Red

Favourite book: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

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Favourite drink:

Bubble tea

Likes:

~ Chocolate

~ Music

~ Noodles

~ Anime

Dislikes:

~ School

~ Mean people

~ Reading

~ Talking

Fears:

Alienation

Dreams:

Mitsuki dreams of many things, such as flying, candy and fame. Realistically, she wants to play the piano and perhaps become a singer. She also dreams of being able to fit in with her peers.

Personality:

Mitsuki is a choice mute- she only talks to her elder siblings and nobody else. She's also quite shy and likes to have somebody to hide behind or somebody's hand to hold. She's very clingy to the people that she trusts. She acts a little young for her age- she still sucks her thumb when nobody's looking.

Short history:

Mitsuki's mother left when Mitsuki was very young. She can't remember much of her mother; just that she was kind and smelt of lavender. She was raised by her father until he was killed in a car crash on his way home from work. Apparently, these events "mentally scarred" Mitsuki for life. She disagrees. She now lives with Yuuya, who is twenty four, and Nene, who is seventeen. Mitsuki's powers began developing when she was ten and are now at full strength.

Writing example:

Nene was a bit of a crybaby. She cried over everything; happy things, sad things, inbetween things. Currently, she was crying at Mitsuki.

"Onee-chan..." Mitsuki muttered, "Stop it..." She was standing, completely still as if she were a statue. Both her arms were held out to the side and a bored expression was on her face. And her sister was crying at her.

"But you look so sweet." Nene sniffled, "So grown up." Mitsuki just shrugged in reply. She was trying on her new school uniform that wasn't new at all. It was her sister's old uniform and a little too big for her. But still, she tried to please her sister by spinning around slowly.

"You look wonderful, Mitsuki." Nene smiled, brushing some loose threads from her sister's shoulders.

"She looks ridiculous." Yuuya put in, breaking his gaze from the television to glance over.

"Yuuya!"

"Well, she doesn't look wonderful. So, you're lying to her."

"It's fine." Mitsuki said, quietly, shutting both of her siblings up, "I like it." She didn't like it. The uniform was oddly shaped because Nene already had quite the figure in Junior High. Mitsuki had less figure than a boy so the uniform hung oddly on her.

"See? She likes it."

"She's just too nice to tell you that she hates it."

"Shut up, Yuuya!" Mitsuki left them to arguing and left the room. She shut herself in her room and lay down on her bed. She didn't cry or even move until her siblings called her out for dinner. Only then did she leave her room, her eyes a little pink. She did care.​