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Name: Alexandria  Graveson
Alias/es: Alex
Age: 23

Height: 5'1"
Weight: 103 lb. 
Complexion: Caucasian, yet slightly tanned. 
Eye Color: Red contacts, naturally Green.
Hair Color: Red.
Apparel: Usually business casual, but when she arrived in Japan, she started wearing hoodies and jeans as well.
 
Personality: Alex is brash, loud, and generally opinionated. This doesn't mean that she's not introspective, and does appreciate others' input. She is just too quick to react to think about what she's saying, and feels guilty if she hurts someones' feelings, or makes a situation worse.

History:
	Alexandria was born to a single mother in Juneau, Alaska, a young woman, altogether too young to have the responsibility of raising a child. Alex's early years were that of loneliness for hours on end, while her mother was out working. Left alone, without any guidance, Alex was raised by the television screen, watching every program voraciously. One day, Alex's mother brought home a man, deep tan, tousled hair, defined chin, the works. 

	At first, he seemed nice. He was polite, did most everything around the house himself, didn't ask for anything from Alexandria's mother. However, he hated Alex, and what she represented. After her mother married him, they began to argue. Loudly. One time, the local police department was called in by neighbors, to break up what they suspected to be a fight. However, there wasn't anything out of line, and they couldn't do anything, even if they did feel sympathetic towards the now-teenager, who was alone in the world. Soon after, she was kicked out of the house, at age 17, after a particularly bad fight, with both of her parents this time. As she was shoved out of the house, few belongings tossed out after her into the snow, she saw that neither her mother, nor terrible stepfather had any regrets about abandoning her. So she picked up her things, and left, walking alone down the city streets, at night, no less. 

	The neighborhood that they lived in was up towards the mountain, so suffice to say, if wasn't the best. On the way to no place in particular, while she was wondering what she would do, she was attacked, man stealing all of her money and belongings, leaving her battered, and lying in the snow. Curled up, Alexandria just waited to die. Everything was complete crap, he life, her family, and now she had literally nothing but the clothes on her back. That was, until Jane, daughter of the sheriff of the city, found her, while walking home from a party, with her group of friends. Taking her to her home, she quickly reached out to the girl who had lost everything, the two becoming the best of friends. Jane's father, mother, and younger brother all accepted her as one of their own, and tried to make up for those lost years of childhood. 

	For her last year of high school, Alex was happy.  Her parents, as she had come to see them, came to hers and Jane's graduation, cheering loudly for their daughters. Jane went onto medical school, becoming the finest doctor in all of Alaska. Alexandria, however, took a wildly different path, instead going to school to become an English teacher in Japan. While Jane wanted to make a difference at home, Alex wanted to travel the world, and make a difference in other's lives. With a teary farewell, Alex left, flying the 14 hours to a country so radically different than her own, she was actually shaking in anticipation, and nervousness. When she landed, she was greeted by a high-school principal, who was the one who had hired her, upon her graduation. Happy, Alex was slightly put off by the student's sheer apathy, but she still strove to be the best teacher they all had, in their neighborhood of Kabukicho. One day, a crazy man found his way into her classroom, waving about a knife. A he was about to stab the first student, Alex pulled the knife towards her, away from her beloved students. Stabbed through the heart, she managed to live for a few seconds, enough to shove the gunman out of a window. Collapsing on the floor, bleeding, she looked upon her students with a smile. They were all safe. 

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