Depth Perception (tag Katsu)

Keirii had came to the Hayabusa Park, and she was getting somewhat bored at school since there was nothing big going on there. She had been sitting there with her black choker, black jacket, black jeans and black boots. She had loved her black outfit every much. Keirii doesn't really want to leave so she was going to stay right here as evil as she could be. She just sit there on the bench eating ice cream and having a genuine smile on her face. It just matter of time that her own feelings had been tainted by her own selfish wishes.

She doesn't care one bit or another she would gladly turn completely evil since her parents just left her behind. She wasn't caring about the school or anything else. She doesn't know what to say or do about this. She was broken and her heart was already broken in pieces. Keirii had been called Crimson Angel of Darkness since she had loved blood and it she loves it so much. She just wanted to make sure that she was going to do what was possible for herself to live.

Keirii had been trying to tell herself that turning her back on humanity was a great idea. She just loved herself and anyone that she could do about this. Keirii had hated her soft-spoken voice that drives her insane. She just wanted her promise of a lifetime. She just looked around and wondered if she was by herself. Her heart was beating normally, and she was playing her ipod and there was pain inside her heart and she had been broken in her memories. The promise of a lifetime wasn't there to keep herself from falling down.

The words that people try to tell her didn't get through her. She had second thoughts of being in the student council. It was just a means to get what she wanted just a bide of her time. She just faced the storm without any hesitation. She never had one true friend that she would care about. Keirii was hoping that will all change. Keirii's own depth perception was broken once more. She hated the fact that she couldn't figure out why her parents had left her. She had the face of an angel. Tears was going down her face and they just stung her face just making her feel a little bit worse than possible.

She had people stepping away from her that she kept her own feelings deep inside of her. Her own feelings she didn't want them to be broke by people any longer and she was unforgiven against her own parents who didn't care enough about her. She just stopped caring about anything and anyone that wants to hurt her in the end.

Though it was winter time, and snow littered the area, Katsu! couldn't help but enjoy the beauty of the park. He used to live in Hayabusa before leaving Ueitawa to go on tour with his band, but now being back he loved it even more. Not only did his family still live in the area, but he also saw alot of people he knew when he was younger. Walking around the park, he'd see a girl sitting on a bench with ice cream and tears. That was an odd combination, and being such a flirt, Katsu! couldn't allow a pretty girl to be crying all alone, right? No way! So after making an executive decision, he sprung into action and made his way to the lone female. Appearing before her with a wide smile, the pop idol would tilt his head to the side. "Pretty girls shouldn't cry, ya know? Wipe your tears and have no fears, cause Katsu! is here!" The boy would raise a hand and use his thumb to wipe a tear from her cheek. "So, my name is Katsu. What's yours?" He attempted to start a conversation with the young woman, and still held an innocent smile upon his face. There was times when Katsu was quite evil, and other times when he was extremely nice. These were one of those times for the latter. Taking a seat next to her on the bench, the amber eyed teenager would keep his smile and await for her to tell him what was wrong. Though Katsu!'s manager always told him not to get completely involved with someone, he could never ignore one who was in pain. That was strange, seeing how he was one of the definitions of evil, when it came to spreading chaos. There were many things Katsu didn't know about himself in that regard, but even if he worked for the Crawling Chaos, he still had his own impulses to follow.