The young blonde-haired woman looked over at Ren as she let out a small sigh of disappointment at the fact that Takumi invited Akira to have a conversation about the next clothing design for Tranpest's next show. Akira had a warm smile on her face, "No, I'm not a groupie,~" she stated to him with a tone of hers; Of course, Akira Kirishima knew Ren Honjo through Nana Osaki, and Akira did make the clothing design for a few of Tranpest's shows including Black Stones as well. She was quite famous for her clothing line around Tokyo.
"Well, hello to you too, Ren~" She smirks a bit. "Is that a way to treat an old friend," Akira added as she took a sip of her glass of water which Akira wasn't a big fan of alcohol.
@angelafanficwriter15 liked for a Ren starter.
For Akira Kirishima
“Keep showing up to these parties and people may think you’re waiting for someone~” Ren had noticed the woman at a few of Trapnest’s events, which wasn’t all that odd. The band had many fans that would show up regularly to events. Takumi and Naoki in particular had quite a following.
“Takumi is busy doing an interview now, so you’ll have to wait to catch a glimpse of him~”
It's was another year in Tokyo, Japan; when a young blonde woman was standing in the pure white snow with her black boots as she looked up at the clouded sky with a warm smile on her face. She then got a glimpse of (Canon's character) with a surprise look.
"Don't you dare throw that snowball at me, (Canon Name)!"
She shouted to the person who was holding the fluffy cold ball in their hand as they had a small smirk on their face.
"Damn it, that's really cold!"
She then yelped when the snowball hits her smooth skin however the blonde woman could hear their light chuckled.
♡ DM(s) me and come with a plot or we could do random.
♡ I mainly do canon x oc and double up.
♡ Five years of roleplay experience.
♡ Semi-lit (2 sentences max).
♡ No one-liners.
♡ No sexual content or unless you are comfortable with it.
♡ Use third point of view .
Ex: Sakura walking around in the art gallery as she was looking at the painting until she suddenly stopped and saw (Canon Character). She then walked over to them and tapped on their shoulder as she had a warm smile on her face with a warm voice while she looked at them, "What are you doing here, (Canon Character)?".