My name is Jasmen Rose..Flores. Please don't make fun of my name!
Like most people you probably think I'm a girl,right? Well I'm really a boy.
An unfortunate name I was given by my mother. God rest her soul.
Anyways, I was sent here by my father. The man is used to be taken care of, I hope he's all right.
I'm determined to have a good school experience here,my last school involved frequent head-dunks into the school's dirtiest toilet.
Sigh I hope things are better..
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Name: Jasmen Rose Flores.
Age: 14
Gender: A boy,despite his name.
Occupation: Student
Species: Human
Appearance: Blonde haired and blue eyed. His hair goes just past his ears,making him appear younger than he really is. He wears two small silver rose earrings in remembrance of his mother. At five foot three,and rather skinny, he slinks around trying to make himself unnoticeable. His average clothing include, sweatshirts and black knickerbockers. His shoes are always black.
Abilities: Animate and control plant life. Housekeeping.
History: Born to two floral designing parents,Jasmen has been constantly surrounded with flowers. His name reflecting on his mother's favorite, despite her name being Rose. To save his father's pride, the spelling of his name was changed. He was motherless at the age of six.
With his mother gone, Jasmen took on the role of playing homemaker. He quickly learned to clean,cook, and provide for his working father.
Once he started school, other children made fun of his name or father's profession.
"It isn't a man's work."
Determined not to be like his parents,Jasmen hid his talent of controlling plants. His mother was the same way,but the boy cannot stop his attraction.
Personality: That shy socially awkward boy. He never had many close friends and is used to being alone. That has made him easily intimidated by other people.
Likes: Nice people, his pet grass Green, and baking flower shaped cookies.
Dislikes: People that are mean.
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