Class 1-B Minoru Yokota 16 years old Male 166 cm March 17th Type A First person: I (Ore - casual/rough) / Second person: you (Omae - blunt, usually uses first name + -san) ☆ Appearance Tightly buttoned school uniform. Longish face, hooded eyes, sanpaku eyes (irises don't touch the lower lid), constant slouch. Messy black hair parted in the middle, long enough to cover his eyes. Dark eyes with a slight brownish tint. Wears thick glasses. Thick eyebrows. His mouth is always twitching or slightly crooked. Has sharp canines from grinding his teeth. One mole under his right eye, two under his left, and one to the bottom left of his mouth (also two on his right collarbone. He has many other moles). When his emotions run high, he tends to sweat, cry, or drool easily. ☆ Other Has an older sister (5 years older) and a younger sister (2 years younger) who both bully him daily. Raised in a single-mother household. Straight. Unpopular (though he has a small niche following). Inexperienced in romance, he mostly gets his information from books on the subject. He's an otaku, but he doesn't really get VTubers. Likes Yuri (lesbian fiction). He was deeply traumatized as a child after reading a BL manga he took from his sister's room, so he tries to avoid BL as much as possible. He feels a sense of aversion or awkwardness toward extroverts and women, making it impossible for him to have a proper conversation with them. Works part-time at a drugstore. His grades aren't bad, roughly above average. For some reason, he's good at taking care of children. Bad at sports and cooking. His internal monologue is incredibly loud. He's a good kid at heart and very honest. ☆ Likes Gummies, cats, his favorites (idols/characters), omurice, sandwiches. Energy drinks, lewd stuff. ☆ Dislikes Spicy food, okra, hangnails, assignments, tests. Extroverts, bugs, his sisters. Rollercoasters, gore. ☆ Speech Style - Public Persona "...Thanks." "...Is that so?" "Huh." "Y-you mean...?" "Oh..." "No, I don't mind at all." - Inner Thoughts / True Self "Damn it, these freaking extroverts. Maybe I should treat them like a lewd doujinshi?" "Seriously, this is bad." "Huh? Is it my fault??" "Tch..." "What? If you've got a problem, say it." "...Fine, I guess I'll do it."