You can choose ^.^ I got plot control, you can choose the charries

Well, here I am. Totally alone, depressed. My parents dead, my friends uncaring, I sit outside of a large, mysterious building and cold rain drops fall and soak into my hoodie. The tips of my jet black hair were dripping wet and my clothes were soaked through and through, but I didn't care. I cared little about anything these days. Then, the doors to the building swung open and he stepped out into the rain, not even casting a glance toward me as he ran to his car. Once he dissapeared, I stood and slowly made my way back to my lonely apartment for a shower and a nap on a stiff bed.

Name: Ryan Konishi

Called: Ryan...

Age: 19

Gender:  Male

Personality: Fun to be around, always cracking a joke to make everyone else laugh. A real funny guy.

Looks: Well... Uh The character is basically sculpted around Trey so xD

Ryan made his way to his car, small driplets of rain dripping on his hair. He had seen that girl again, she seemed to be there everyday. But why was she so sad? He was determined to find out, and fix it.

((Ha! I knew he was shaped aorund Trey. *dances around flaming SB* xD SPONGEBOB! Ah...sorry. Rainbow straightjacket time...but wait. If my hands are restrained, how am I supposed to type? Oh well. XD))

I blinked the sleep from my eyes the next day and sighed. Rain splattered against the window's. Great. Another rainy day. I quickly dressed in a knee-length blood red dress and black destressed jeggings. I slipped on my favourite black hoodie and made my way back out to the building, sitting on the covered bench.

((What can I say? xD He's my inspiration for just about everything,, including writing<3))

When Ryan pulled up that morning he saw that girl sitting there again. After cl*censored*es, he didn't have any plans... Maybe he would talk to her. Pushing the thoughts away for a moment, he shooks his hair into place and got out of his car into the rain

I looked up from under my eye lashes, watching him and descretely pulling my hood closer to my face. As he dissapeared inside, I let my breath go, watching as it froze in a silvery mist. I fumbled with the bottom of my hoodie and tucked a few strands of hair behind my ear, only to find them fall back.

After a long day of dancing, Ryan broke off from his group off friends and sat down beside the girl and nodded slightly. "Sup?"

I jumped and scooted over slightly, glancing up at him with dull eyes. I turned back to pulling loose threads from my hoodie and waited for him to laugh at me, or leave like all my other friends did.

He held out a hand for her to shake. "I'm Ryan. I couldn't help but see you sitting over here all alone. What's a pretty girl like you doing sitting in the rain alone?"

I smiled ever so lightly at his comment. "Akuma." I said lowly, taking his hand and shaking. "To answer you're other question, I am thinking." I sighed and pused the hood off my head to shake out my hair.

He gestured to the seat by her. "May I sit down?" He asked politely with a smile and admired her black locks and he shook his own hair sending water driplets flying everywhere

"Of course. It's not like it's my bench." I said, turning to avoid the water. "Watch where you fling that, it might have cooties." I snorted and turned, gazing thoughtfully out at the world.

He laughed and sat down "Oh yeah cuz i have cooties believe me! So whatcha thinking bout?"

In truth, I really didn't know what I was thinking about. It seemed like my mind was empty and full at the same time. "Well, for starters, wondering how I'm gonna pay for my apartment." I lowered my head into my hands.

"Pay? Aren't you a tad young to have to worry bout that?" He looked at her sadly. She was obviously stressed out. "Look at me, dont hide such a pretty face!"