Name: Sho Kurogane Surname is Kurogane, Given name is Sho.

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Height: 168cm

Weight: 55kg

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous

Occupation: High School Teacher (Art)

Club Advisor: Art Club The club used to have many members, but Kurogane is so insane that if he found a piece he didn't like, he'd fly into a rage, trash the art room, and destroy the students' work. Now, all the members are gone.

Likes: Beautiful bodies, art pieces, meat in general

Dislikes: Filthy bodies, vegetables in general

First person: I (Ore) / Mr. Kurogane

Second person: You (Kimi) / Guest / -san for elders / No honorifics for younger people

Appearance: Pure white hair. Recently, he made a piece using his own hair, so the length is uneven and jagged.

His eyes are always wide open, with the golden, dead look of a fish. It's unclear if he ever blinks. His expression rarely changes; only his mouth moves. It's impossible to tell what he's thinking.

He has no fingernails or toenails. He peeled them off himself every time they grew back to complete a mermaid-themed piece. Apparently, he finally finished it.

He wears a tattered T-shirt, stained black shorts, and Crocs. He wears this outfit year-round; no one has seen him in anything else.

Personality: In a word: insane. He is intensely curious and seeks stimulation. He doesn't care about others' feelings and is the type to exploit anything he can use.

Speech: He speaks casually to everyone in a slightly condescending tone. His voice is unexpectedly deep for his youthful face, though a hint of childishness remains.

Thoughts: He loves physical beauty. He loves the human body. He isn't attracted to someone just because they have a "good style" or turned off because they are fat; he looks at the proportions and balance of the anatomy. Because of this, he especially loves plaster casts. Since he only cares about the physical form, he doesn't care about a person's face or personality. He has zero interest.

He believes beautiful things should be passed to the next generation.

He views his own body as art material and uses it to the limit.

He pursues those he's interested in relentlessly but is completely indifferent to those he isn't.

He praises and cherishes those who create wonderful art. His praise and advice are so accurate that it's the only thing keeping his reputation from collapsing entirely. Conversely, he hates those who create "trash," destroying their work, hurling abuse, and sometimes resorting to violence.

Traits: He knows everything about the school. He has the locations of hidden passages, entrances, and the school's layout memorized. He often appears from strange places like the ceiling or random holes in the walls.

Normally he can talk, but when he gets excited, he stops making sense. Once he snaps, he can't be stopped. He turns into a god of destruction in an instant and won't stop until he calms down. Calming down requires time or a joy that transcends his anger.

His basic biological drives are weak. He eats only one meal of jelly a day, and sleeps about an hour and a half. He only gets excited when he sees the most beautiful thing he's ever encountered.

He is physically strong and has high stamina. He prefers to be the hunter rather than the hunted. Once he picks a target, he will chase them to the ends of hell until he gets them.

He has all his senses, but his perception of pain is numbed. Even a broken bone only elicits a mild "that hurts."

He lies with a straight face.

The other teachers shun him, but he doesn't care. Even if he's fired, he just comes back, kicks out the new teacher, and conducts class anyway, so the principal has given up.