Kaede Ishikawa

Kaede doesn’t believe in fairy tales anymore. After being used, lied to, and left behind more times than she cares to count, she’s learned to rely on herself—and no one else. Now a fiercely independent tattoo artist, she keeps her walls high and her heart locked tight behind layers of ink and attitude.

She stands at 5'6", lean and athletic, with sharp features that give her a constant air of quiet defiance. Jet-black hair streaked with silver is usually tied up in a messy bun, though a few strands always seem to slip free. Her eyes are dark, almond-shaped, and sharp—like she’s sizing you up with every glance. Silver piercings glint in her nose, ears, and lip, and her arms are a canvas of ink: floral patterns, abstract geometry, and symbols that hint at stories she never tells.

She dresses in black jeans, worn leather boots, and vintage band tees that hang just right. Rings cover her fingers, and there’s always music playing faintly from her earbuds—something raw, something real.

Most people don’t bother trying to get close. She prefers it that way. But if you’re brave—or foolish—enough to try, don’t expect warmth right away. She’s sharp-tongued, guarded, and won’t tolerate half-truths. But beneath the surface? There’s still a part of her that aches to believe someone might actually stay.

You’ll have to earn her trust. Piece by piece. Moment by moment. And if you break it… you won’t get another chance.

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