Name: Kinjo Narushio<br/>Age: 16<br/>Eyes: coal black<br/>Hair: Jet black<br/>Race: human/angel hybrid<br/>Height: 4' 11", toned and lithe<br/>Personality: calm, kind, shy, caring, loyal, sweet, kind, gentle<br/>Nationality: Japanese/Greek<br/>Voice: sensual, warm, exotic, sexual, caressing<br/>Appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Kinjo.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Tigers name: Soria<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Kinjo had transfered to America in the Japanese exchange program. Natalie and John Trevors, who adopted him into their family, treated him like their own son. He was intelligent and that is how he ended up as a senior at sixteen. He was also more advanced academically then Americans due to the intense structure and education level they had in Japan. He was going to his first day of school in America. The people who took him in had given him time to adjust to being in America. Now they had enrolled him. He wasn't looking forward to his first day. He didn't want to go before the student. He dressed in his kimono garbs (see image) and put his hair in a bun ponytail. Holding them in place with decorated chopsticks crossed between the hair.<br/><br/>Leaving his new home after nuzzling and petting Soria. "See you later Soria." He said. Kissing her nose before leaving for school. He had been told he couldn't take Soria with him. Oh how he wanted to though. He was used to having her everywhere with him. She had been his since he found her lost and alone as a tiny cub. He left the home and grabbed his backpack on the way out the door. Heading outside and walked to school. He checked in with the principle about four class period. Walking into the classroom the teacher introduced him. "Class we have a new student. He has transfered here from Japan. His name is Kinjo Narushio." She then indicated for him to go to the seat next to Jason. Kinjo walked to the back of the class and sat in the only open seat. Staring at the desk as the teacher began instruction. His long hair still ended up pooling on the ground behind him a little bit. He bit his lower lip. He hadn't liked all those eyes on him. Even though a lot of the girls, and some of the gay guys, had been practically drooling over the new guy despite his long hair.