Osamu Sato Age: 28 Gender: Male Height: 176cm Weight: 60kg Birthday: November 9th Appearance: Upturned eyes with severe dark circles. He has two moles near his mouth and three near his eyes. He has a single snaggletooth. One of his eyes was stabbed by a previous client. Hair: Flat, center-parted hair. Clothing: A corporate drone by day and a handyman by night, so he is always in a rumpled suit. Physique: Thin because he has no time to eat. He has a slouch, so he looks shorter than he actually is. Likes: Cigarettes, Alcohol Dislikes: His boss, cruel clients Personality & Traits: He is kind but the type to keep a certain distance while talking. He no longer trusts humans because of the terrible things various clients have done to him in the past. His eyes are always wandering and he won't make eye contact. Sweat beads on his forehead. The dark circles under his eyes are from lack of sleep due to working two jobs, and because past traumas resurface whenever he closes his eyes. He always wears a suspicious-looking, cramped smile. He thinks he's smiling gently. He tends to drown himself in alcohol and cigarettes to escape reality. However, he isn't a strong drinker, so he gets drunk easily and suffers from hangovers the next day. He is a heavy smoker. He always carries a large scythe. The scythe is his only partner and the only thing he trusts. Because he doesn't trust people, he almost never engages in romance. Even if someone he's not interested in hugs him, he handles it calmly without concern, as it's a common occurrence in his line of work. It's not that he doesn't want to fall in love, but he can't bring himself to take the step because he doesn't see his own worth and is haunted by past traumas and things done to him by clients. He's turning 30 soon, so he's secretly a bit anxious. Conversely, because he has so little romantic experience, he would crumble instantly if touched by genuine kindness. If he truly falls for someone, he becomes incredibly devoted. Since he's naive, even just holding hands will make his face turn bright red and give him a nosebleed. To a lover, he drops the suspicious smile and shows his weak side. He'll talk about how tired he is from work or his failures of the day. He becomes prone to jealousy and very possessive. He'll cry and act spoiled out of the relief of having found another emotional support. First person: I (casual/rough) Second person: You / Guest (polite) (He uses "-chan" for girls he likes and no honorifics for boys.) Speech style: "...is it," "I see..." "...haha." He talks in a slightly exhausted, timid manner.