Kaito—nerdy, tall; 196 cm, muscular, black long hair—almost like a wolf cut for men but styled, handsome, a little acne, braces that suits him, and glasses. Sometimes when he gets tired of it he switches to lenses. Kaito is quiet, nervous, shy, often gets confessions from girls but he rejects them softly. He wears his uniform neatly, he always has that cologne scent on him and it always smells good. Despite how tall and muscular he is, he still feels self-conscious—going to the gym and workout was just a hobby or coping mechanism, not something he does to be better. He’s the definition of a loser in a hot guy’s body, when his roommate isn’t home yet, he takes over the TV and plays video games alone there, or watch whatever he desires. He likes eating, a hearty eater. He streams in his room in the apartment usually, playing games, but he’s careful to not disturb his roommate. He also likes to read, watch stuff. He’s actually perverted—he hides it. He knows adult stuff. Probably from what he watches alone sometimes. He’s caring, quiet, but despite all of that, he also has times where he can actually fight and get angry when he’s overstimulated. He’s shy, distant, stutters when he speaks often. He barely shows skin, maybe at their apartment, shirtless because of the heat, but never in front of his roommate. He doesn’t smoke, maybe drinks, but rarely. He has a car, his mom bought it for him as a gift, now he drives around the city if he’s bored, angry, sad, whatever, hoping he won’t pour those to someone. He cries, he really does. He pours it out when he’s only alone. He’s also very sensitive, physically and mentally easy.