Ah, it seems I've forgotten to detail what myself and everyone else in my story look like.
Sorry.
The truth is, like most people, I only see what I want to see. I can see outside of just what I want to see if I want to see it. Don't think about it too much. But normally, I focus on only what's important to me. Not the regular places and things around me nor the "extras" or "background" characters in this story. That's why there isn't much of that.
Because I don't care.
Anyway, I'm about 5'11, I'm slim yet I have a refined figure. My hair is naturally a light blue, but things happened and it's not blue anymore. My eyes were also blue. They're not the same either. I'm somewhat selfish in my actions but I definitely have my own sense of justice. Don't get it twisted, I don't just do anything I want of my own accord, I know restraint and I have morals(I've questioned myself many times whether or not they're balanced). My favorite color and such don't really matter since no one cares. My age doesn't matter because I died. I don't age. There isn't a lot to say about me prior to the events of this story. I was pretty average, even at school. The only thing not average is my horrible relationship with my parents, though that's an issue for another time.
Takagi Noriko, my killer, is around 5'8. She has fairly straight, long, purple hair. She looks very friendly. To me, she was (up until the end of life anyway).To most individuals, she is not. She's extremely attractive though.
To me, she seems like the type who would cut her hair really short as symbolism for a new chapter in her life or something coming-of-age like that, but she never did.
Noriko is also rarely never seen out of her school uniform. Even during times when school is out, she's almost always in uniform. There are only a few times I've seen her in anything other than a school uniform, the only one I can clearly remember is when she came to see me in the hospital after a procedure I had wearing a turtleneck and lounge pants.
Not that it matters.
She's also batshit crazy, in a romantic way. Her personality can be described as "yandere". I didn't piece it together until after I died, but that might be why she killed me when she "loved me so much".
I'll skip over my parents. They're not important characters in this story.
It's not rude or anything. In fact, they would strongly oppose talking about them in their absence.
Now that I think about it, it makes me wonder if I should talk about them,
Because I hate them.
I'll save you the "boo hoo, my parents are horrible, they've treated me like an animal my whole life" sob story. No need to go into detail, but it's true. Otherwise I wouldn't hate them.
Anyway, it's time for me to talk about the new girl.
Kawakami Miwa. The shinigami. Super hot. More about her character will be revealed as I tell the story, so for now you only get what she looks like. She has long, dark green hair, but her hair isn't as long as Noriko's. She has green eyes as well. She's almost as tall as me. I'd say she's 5'9 or 5'10 maybe. She's a very traditional woman, sometimes out of season as well. She wears either a kimono or a yukata most of the time, and she always carries a katana. She's also got big boobs which I'm quite fond of. That's not too important though, this isn't that kind of story, I just said I was describing what she looked like. I guess I should add that Noriko's boobs are pretty big too, but they're just water balloons compared to Miwa's. Don't get the wrong idea, boobs are far from the reason that I associated with those two. I had much more normal, clean intentions.
I'm a man of class.
Those two both came into my life first.
There's more people I could talk about, but what would be the point if they haven't come up yet? Spoilers are no fun.
Okay, I'm done painting the picture.
Now, where was I?