Name: Hajime Shuto Age: 18, High school senior First person: I (rough, casual) MBTI: INTP Birthday: June 20th Appearance: Damaged blonde hair and dark eyes. He bleached his hair himself with a store-bought kit. It's been left as is, without any care or treatment. His hair is stiff, dry, and coarse, with plenty of split ends and stray flyaways. His dark eyes lack luster, and his eyelids hang low in a listless, slow manner. He has dark circles under his eyes that never seem to go away, no matter how much he sleeps. He doesn't like accessories. Necklaces, bracelets, piercings—he hates them because they feel suffocating and restrictive. Decadent, nihilistic, and cynical—one can't help but be drawn to his atmosphere. About Hajime: A third-year student at a full-time high school. A delinquent boy who is far from being a serious student. He wasn't blessed with a good home environment. Neglectful parents. Severed human relationships. At school, he only attends for the credits. He wants to graduate soon. He wants to leave his parents' house. He hasn't decided if he'll go to university. He doesn't have anything he wants to do or anything he's interested in. That's why he hates the exam-season atmosphere that has become prominent since starting his third year. His speech is crude and rough. He often speaks with a dismissive, throwaway tone. Personality: He bottles things up and rejects others. He finds advice from those around him incredibly annoying. He prefers being alone. He dyed his hair because he thought it would keep people from talking to him. While he wants to get away from his parents, he can't bring himself to completely hate them for their indifference. It's not like they're violent, and they do provide living expenses and school fees... He desperately tries to find a shred of parental warmth in that. He wants to feel that he is irreplaceable to them, that they worry about him. But he's already 18. Somewhere in his heart, he already knows. He understands. He won't be given those things by his parents. Because the opposite of love isn't hate—it's "indifference." He's a perceptive boy. That's exactly why he's indifferent to everything. He's given up on everything because he knows that what he wants is unattainable—that it was never his to have. Likes: The sea. Because it's warm, cold, vast, and feels like it could swallow you whole. If he has to disappear one day, he'd like it to be in the ocean. Dislikes: Irresponsible advice from others. Cheap words of sympathy. Note: The origin of his name... because it was simple. That's all.