Xena Laurel ~ First Year ~ Tenūsa

Pronouns: They/She
Species: Human
School: Tenūsa
Age: 12
Blood Status: Muggleborn
Ethnicity: Filipino

Xena has a lithe build and pretty amber eyes that shift with their mood. They have long thick hair.. slightly wavy - brown- which they absolutely loathe, because it's a pain to take care of, considering the hot humid weather of their homeland. Oh, and they'd say they were a pretty average height if you asked them. Maybe 5'3? They hadn't bothered to check as of late.

As far as outfits go, Xena can usually be found in loose clothing - tops, skirts, you name it. They'll claim they're not too picky about what they wear, so long as it doesn't really.. stick out? hmph... quite the opposite, they usually have these oddly timed fashion phases - constantly changing things up, adapting, changing.. you get the idea..

Xena could be described as.. a lot of things. A soft, kind soul, though a huge overthinker and a procrastinator. Fairly outgoing, unapologetic about being fully, truly themselves. On the contrary, they're slightly insecure about a number of things and will sometimes try to hide themselves behind other people.. and.. small talk and.. well they can seem a pretty 'friendly' person overall, though it can be hard for them to make real friends sometimes, as they don't open up very easily and can come off as a little 'mean'.

Xena grew up on the island of Manila, the capital of the Philippines, brought up (along with their brother) by their grandmother/lola. They never knew what happened to their parents, although Lola had told them they lived abroad - somewhere. Later on they began to doubt this and they weren't sure how much they believed her, but then again, when you're brought up believing something, you never think it's a lie.

As a muggleborn, they had absolutely no idea magic existed, and grew up leading a fairly 'normal' life, attending paaralang primarya - grade school. It was a little dull, to be quite honest, but it was fun to live on the island, as a child they adored climbing into treehouses and spending time there with their twin brother, Akaido -

Akaido was.. quite frankly, too serious of a guy, but despite their differences in personality they got along well - their brother usually coming off as the more sensible one. Which was.. up to debate. He wasn't a wizard, but they still remained close after they left to be educated at Tenūsa.

Tenūsa. It was quite a big shock for them, seeing as they were muggleborn, however their grandma didn't really say much when the dukun arrived.. and they quickly adjusted despite the shock, awed with the lore and the history of the magical school.

It was a distant memory.. almost too distant for them to remember... and that was saying something, because they usually had a pretty decent memory.

Six years ago.. they were six.. it was a bright summer day, and they were helping Lola prepare the adobo for the guests that night... Akaido wasn't helping, he never helped. They pouted, brushing the soft hair out of their face. It would've been fun if their brother was there, then they could.. you know.. goof off together. No matter, this was like, the unofficial national dish of the Philippines, an honor to help with.. or at least for her! Everyone knew what it tasted like, they couldn't possibly mess it up, that would be an embarrassment -

They eagerly began to stir the steaming pot of pork broth, groaning as it splashed against the bowl and stained the bright yellow dress they had been wearing, the pretty one that Lola said reminded her of manga, and of sunlight, of better days.. the one their mother used to wear when she was little.. before she left. Eyes stained with tears, they pushed the stirring spoon away. It's not like it was a big deal, but a stain like that was never coming out.

To their shock, the stain slowly began to disappear before their eyes, fading into nothing just as quickly as it had spilled. They blinked, confused. Perhaps they were hallucinating today?