Long wine-red hair fell down in curls, languid and rebellious. The expression on the face is cold as ice, the slender willow eyebrow is drawn by her deep purple, under the shadow of dark color, the brown eyes that is covered by long eyelashes are shining the light that refuses a person to be far away from thousands of miles, but hiding the sadness that is not easy to detect, with cold deep mask. The bridge of the tall narrow nose, delicate with indifference. His lips were almost bloodless, and his snow-like face looked pale. A black halter skirt with tiny rhinestones was paired with a tiny denim cape and black swivel high boots. This is how my friend describes me