Naomi Yuri

.Fullname:Naomi Yuri

Nicknames:Naomi-Chan

Date of birth/Age:12/03/92

Canon/OC:Original Character

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Species:Human
Level:none

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Personality:Naomi in one word is calm, her attitude towards many of the Day Class is abit harsh, though she'd give her life for any one of them. Naomi also has a thing for strawberries, thus being her favorite food period. Though she often is calm and collected she gets upset at the thought of her family and the incident that brought her to Cross Academy. Along with becoming a guardian she has vowed to never let her guard down around any vampire, even Kaname Kuran.

Naomi doesn't hate vampires, but due to her past she has grown cautious of them, watching them closely as they talk with the Day Class. Naomi is also a reader, from horror to romance she loves them.

History:The snow, the white unique flakes which soon changed from ivory to crimson. The hunger had struck and her parents were the first victims.
As a child Naomi loved snow, the beauty, the texture, the unque flakes that covered the ground at winter, but one fateful night, the snow had become ugly to her. What once was white had become stained and marked with the blood of her parents. The trembling girl had ran from her home, her heart struck with pain and her eyes with fear. This demon, monster that had slaughtered her parents to heartlessly was the same creature who brought her to the Academy. Yet, they looked so beautiful to her. Naomi had began to attend Cross Academy shortly after arriving, and soon she had become a Perfect just like Zero and Yuuki. Naomi was at first confused and frightened, but the passing time brought her closer to everyone there, even the creatures she once feared and despised.

Roleplay Sample: The night brought with it, the unbelievable beauty in which the Moon held. This lovely and breathtaking view had cause Naomi's gentle features to shine through. Her deep violet eyes that once were full of such pain, had become tender now. The female's lip's however remained in the straight line, never inching into a smile nor frown. The breeze had caused the loose strands of raven that once framed her face, to brush her cheek and neck lightly.Naomi would wander the grounds of the Academy, her deep eyes watching from every direction. The branches above her would move violently with the rough winds, some branches even cracking. Though, without distraction the younge girl pushed on. Causing her feet to carry her forward.