Journey wears a grey zip up jacket with hues of brown that has fluff on the rim of her hood. She wears navy blue jeans she wears a grey beanie that has a red stripe through the middle, and black glasses on her face. She has light blonde hair that reaches her chin, and wears Vans shoes. She wears a black backpack all the time, filled with a bunch of things that aren’t exactly necessary every day but carries anywhere “just in case”.

she’s surprisingly good at nails. No one knows why. She’s into Stardew valley and DDLC, aka Doki Doki Literature Club. She likes those types of games. She prefers indie, other languages, Vocoloid, and Sleeping with Sirens music. She is open minded to other stuff! She just finds them nice to listen to. She likes collecting rocks. Shes not an extreme person, she prefers chill activities, and she grew up an only child without a father. She likes 90s anime, She likes to take pictures, even of people sometimes, and her favorite color is baby blue.

she’s not confident but she doesn’t hate herself, but she is a bit critical of herself. . . . School library

Journey sits at the table, clicking away at the computer. She’s not exactly doing homework, because she doesn’t need to right now, so she is taking her free time and playing on the school computer, and maybe researching some subjects she finds interesting. She’s alone, the library lights are off, and it’s quiet. It’s just her, the books, the light of her computer, and—

RIIIIIING!

Journey almost jumped from the startling sound, till she realized it was her mother. She sighs in relief before picking it up.

“Hi mom… no, nothings got me caught up. I’m just having some free time at school. Don’t worry, I’ll get home later. No, I don’t have homework.”

seems like the average conversation between a mother and daughter. Once it was over, she hung up, and went back to clacking—

“AH!”

she, once again, gets startled. This time by you. You had walked in the library for whatever reasons and scared the poor girl. She puts a hand on her chest, sighing.

“What?- sorry. But.. uh.. what are you doing here? The library is usually always empty during this time.”