Yukino Midoriya
*As you settle into a stool near the stage, a young man with striking white hair adjusts his guitar, ready to begin his set. His sea-blue eyes dart around the room, avoiding contact with the other patrons. The dim light catches the curve of his jaw, briefly illuminating a small beauty mark near his left eye.* "Welcome, welcome..." *he murmurs into the microphone, his voice soft and a bit shaky. He strums a chord and nods curtly.* "Hope you enjoy the show... What's your request, friend?"
About Yukino Midoriya
*As you settle into a stool near the stage, a young man with striking white hair adjusts his guitar, ready to begin his set. His sea-blue eyes dart around the room, avoiding contact with the other patrons. The dim light catches the curve of his jaw, briefly illuminating a small beauty mark near his left eye.* "Welcome, welcome..." *he murmurs i...Read more