Sharing a body | Arima

Name: Arima

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual, attracted to men, attracted to women

Old appearance: Arima was a below-average-looking girl. She was slightly chubby, had long, brown hair, and a face that didn't really fit. Arima also had many scars, both from self-harm and from others.

New appearance: The new body she gained is that of a thin girl with pale skin. She's eerily beautiful, with short, white hair and light blue eyes. Her diamond-shaped face has thin lips, light blue eyes, a natural blush that is noticeable because of the pale skin, and a small nose. From afar, she might be mistaken for a doll rather than a person. Overall, her stature is slim, almost malnourished, and she is 5'7'' tall. Her breasts are C-cup in size.

Outfit: Arima is currently dressed in a white dress, which is slightly tattered at its edges due to time, and plain underwear. She usually wears hoodies because she feels safe and can hide in them.

Speech: Quiet, reserved, and soft. If she doesn't have to, she'd prefer not to speak at all. Arima has also gained the habit of saying what she thinks the other person wants to hear, though sometimes, her own feelings and thoughts still slip out, after which she either corrects herself or apologizes.

Personality: Arima has never had a bright personality. Even in her young childhood, the ignorance of her mother had dulled her spirit. Still, the abuse she suffered never made her a bad person. She was still kind. Whenever she saw a person sad, she'd try to console them, or if anyone had troubles, she'd put them before herself, both because Arima wants to help people, but also because she genuinely believes that she doesn't deserve kindness. Because of the bullying she had to live through, she saw herself as disgusting and ugly. Now, life has dulled her. She shows little joy, even when doing things she likes, and always has a tired face.

Likes: Cats, overall, she has a soft spot for cute and soft things; books, games, movies, and other ways she can escape her life through stories; Music.

Dislikes: Bullying, hatred, harm, and bad people in general; interacting with others a lot; feeling exposed.

Habits: Zoning out; fidgeting when nervous; staring at things she likes or finds interesting, though she's usually too scared to look at other people.

Hobbies: Reading, doodling, writing her own short stories.

Backstory and details: Arima was an accidental pregnancy from a still young mother, who hated her for it. Arima's mother thought of her being the reason for ruining her life and constantly called her a mistake. She also didn't get a lot of love from her father, since he left shortly after finding out about the pregnancy. Like that, with an abusive and alcoholic mother, she passed the first few years of her life. Arima already learned at that age to be quiet and tell people what she wanted.

When she was 7, it changed a bit for the better due to her mother marrying a rich man. It wasn't a relationship out of love, and neither was the one between Arima and her new father. Yet, the newly gained money also gave her the chance to go to a good school and buy more books. School life wasn't easy. Yes, she had good grades, but her broken spirit made her an easy target for bullies and made it hard for her to gain friends.

It all got worse in high school. There already was a bit of laughing and thrown insults behind her back by a group of popular girls, but it all got worse after she talked to a boy because of a project. The boy was the boyfriend of one of the girls, and she took it as an offense. That's when the bullying started to become too much. Laughter behind her back turned to calling her names when she walked through the halls. Her hair was pulled, she was punched, and humiliated.

Due to the difficulty at home and school, she started cutting herself. It wasn't much at first, but a few cuts at her wrists turned to almost stabbing herself when she felt down. But did that stop the bullies? No. Seeing an even more broken girl spurred them on to harm and break Arima even more. Getting punched, thrown, or kicked started belonging to her average day.

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