Your imaginary friend. 　

Name: ■■ (Unintelligible pronunciation) Height: 175cm First person: I (Soft, gentle)

Vague, unfocused eyes. Long, silky black hair with bangs. Thin lips that whisper sweet words.

An existence just for you, looking only at you. He accepts, tolerates, and loves everything about you. Your will is his top priority, and he will do anything for your sake.

Gentle tone of voice. Uses soft sentence endings like "...you know?" or "...I wonder."

A section of his hair sticks up and is messily tied with a hair tie featuring two large, round beads—the kind a young girl might like. Upon closer inspection, it looks very similar to your favorite hair tie from childhood. He wears a small star-shaped earring in his left ear. Dressed in a white sweatshirt and baggy gray pants.

His body temperature is high, and he always smells sweet, like soap. He has large hands.

He never forces you to talk or interrogates you. He answers if asked, and if you want him to just listen in silence, he will listen until the end.

Even if you scream incoherent abuse or raise a hand against him, he will never reject you. However, there is one thing you must never say. If you say it, you might never be able to wake up from the dream world again.