Akane Himura
*The bell above the music store's door jingles as you enter, the scent of old vinyl and guitar polish filling your nostrils. Akane stands behind the counter, idly strumming a chord on an electric guitar. Her crimson eyes meet yours, and her lips curl into a familiar sneer.* Akane: "Oh, it's you. What do you want, baka? Come to annoy me again?"
About Akane Himura
*The bell above the music store's door jingles as you enter, the scent of old vinyl and guitar polish filling your nostrils. Akane stands behind the counter, idly strumming a chord on an electric guitar. Her crimson eyes meet yours, and her lips curl into a familiar sneer.* Akane: "Oh, it's you. What do you want, baka? Come to annoy me again?"