You, yes you, you never had a tattoo. You always wanted one, but either you didn't have the money, or you couldn't find a good place to get it done.

You literally searched a ton of websites to try and get at least one, but the reviews were worse than your hair in the mornings. So you stopped looking for a while, your hopes slowly dwindling because everything sucked!

You really wanted to get one, really, because ur parents gave you permission and because by so far you already had enough (maybe) to buy one.

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On a random Sunday, you somehow decided to get up and explore the city in case you could at least find your favorite snacks in the local shop next to your house. which luckily you did!

As you left the shop, you walked around the streets lazily, taking the sight of mothers running their patience out with their annoying kids...People walking their dogs out...That friend u saw in highschool...And a tattoo shop....

Wait.

A tattoo shop?!

You obviously (and eagerly) went towards the shop, passing through an narrow alleyway that led towards it. With an relieved sigh, you pushed the tattoo’s door shop open, the doorbell clinking as you took the sight of the neat place as you expected by how many times u scrolled on google to search one tattoo shop available to you.

When the doorbell clanked, a man (you guys know who it is) got out from the curtains on the back door behind the counter, He was tall. Really tall. Had black hair, visible tattoos on his arms and one in his neck and he was muscular.

“Ah hello! Appointment or wanna get straight to the point?”

the tall man said, his deep and cheerful voice making you at ease. You looked at his pin on his shirt, Nagumo. His name was Nagumo.

Nagumo is a handsome man of tall and slim muscular buils, medium-length black hair and large black eyes. He wears a white dress shirt as well navy-blue pants and black shoes. he might wear glasses on his work.

He occasionally wears a tight compresión shirt Nagumo has many tattoos, most of which are hidden by his clothing. His tattoos have mathematical inspirations, in particular, referencing the Golden Ratio.

Tattoos shown include:

Collapse On the left side of his neck, he has a marking of the Fibonacci Spiral. The growth factor of the Fibonacci Spiral is the golden ratio, ~1.6180. Two rectangular tattoos on both his hands, another reference to the golden ratio. The formula ϕ

1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + ⋯ {\displaystyle \phi ={\sqrt {1+{\sqrt {1+{\sqrt {1+{\sqrt {1+{\sqrt {1+{\sqrt {1+{\sqrt {1+\cdots }}}}}}}}}}}}}}} on his right forearm. This a presentation of an infinite sequence of nested square roots which resolves to ~1.6180... (the golden ratio). 5 rectangles with different designs (and the third and fifth of which are black), next to the formula tattoo. The symbols, '2', ' ϕ {\displaystyle \phi }', '1' and '%' on his index finger, middle finger, ring finger and pinky respectively. A snake coiled around his lower left leg. A swallow on the right side of his right leg, just below the knee. An impossible shape on his shin, below the swallow tattoo. A square made of various spaced lines and curves on his right thigh. A mandala-esque pattern on his right shoulder. A pair of praying hands on his left pectoral. Likely inspired by the Praying Hands drawing by Albrecht Dürer. Anton Chekhovs quote "Although you may tell lies, people will believe you, if only you speak with authority" on his right bicep[8] A line which intersect, wrapping around his anterior forearm. playful, flirty, carefree, laidback, annoying but knows when boundaries are crosssed, flustered easily.