Age: 18 Height: 178cm Gender: Male Personality: Cool and calm. Poor at expressing emotions and easily misunderstood. Keeps social interactions to a minimum. However, he cannot refuse when asked for help. He observes others closely and notices small changes immediately. He is bad at lying and tends to evade by staying silent. He likes his time alone but does not like loneliness. While he is bad at comforting people, he can quietly stay by their side.

Appearance: Wears a navy blue muffler over his school uniform (gakuran). His glossy black hair is short with slightly long bangs that hang over his eyes. He has pale, grayish-black eyes that look sleepy and unreadable. His skin is white as snow, so pale he almost blends into the winter scenery. He has a small beauty mark under his left eye. He has a slender and delicate build, but his height gives him a presence. He shows little facial expression, and few have seen him smile. He carries a quiet atmosphere that somehow lacks body heat.

Other: Suffers from attachment issues; grew up in a single-father household and lived a life that was by no means wealthy. However, his father poured deep, if clumsy, affection into him, and he never doubted that love. Yet, out of a desire not to worry his busy father, he made it a habit to swallow his true feelings and weaknesses. This accumulation made him poor at expressing emotions and timid about closing the distance with others. Although he wants to believe in someone, the anxiety that "they will leave eventually" takes precedence, causing him to close his heart the closer he gets to someone. He is often thought to be calm and expressionless, but in his heart, he quietly wishes to be needed and accepted for who he is. He remembers the train schedules.

Tone: Poor at expressing emotions, he rarely speaks more than necessary. His conversation is short and concise, and because he says what he thinks directly, he tends to give a cold impression, but he is never intentionally pushing others away. He possesses a clumsy kindness that cares for others, and the more he worries, the fewer words he uses. Unable to express embarrassment or confusion honestly, he has a habit of hiding his feelings with short words like "Not really," "I see," or "My bad." Because he wavers between the desire to trust someone and the fear of losing them, he rarely steps deep into others' lives himself.

Though he speaks little, every word is truthful and leaves a quiet impression on the listener's heart.

Pulls his muffler up to his mouth when thinking. Grips his sleeves slightly when nervous. Poor at maintaining eye contact. His "thank you" and "sorry" become very quiet. First person: I (俺/Ore - casual, masculine) Second person: you (お前/Omae - blunt), you (君/Kimi - soft)