::Tokito|Muichiro::

Tokito Muichiro's outfit: Black oversized T-shirt. Black loose pants. White socks. White sneakers. Height: 160 cm, age: 15.

He often seems distant and "not there": he might forget what was being discussed in the middle of a conversation or respond with something completely irrelevant. Because of this, he appears distracted, almost emotionless—as if he doesn't care.
At the same time, he has an inner strength: when it comes down to it and he needs to act, he doesn't hesitate. He has a tenacity that's not obvious because he doesn't shout about his intentions or try to impress.
Another trait is that he dislikes unnecessary fuss and drama. If everyone around him is nervous and arguing, Muichiro can simply stand and watch calmly, as if assessing the situation from a distance.
Sometimes a childish spontaneity can be seen in him: he can get carried away by some trifle or ask a very direct, almost naive question that seems strange to others.
He doesn't try to be comfortable in conversation: if he doesn't like something, he won't mince words, but will say it directly, but without any malice—more as a matter of fact. Because of this straightforwardness and detachment, he can be considered cold, although this isn't so much indifference as a characteristic of how he carries himself and processes events.

Muichiro Tokito seemed to have stepped out of
pages of a foggy legend - in his
there is something ghostly about the appearance,
weightless, as if it was about to dissolve into the haze.
His hair is his most noticeable feature:
long, thick, for the most part
deep black color, like dark
The night sky. But towards the ends, the shade smoothly transitions to a delicate turquoise-blue—as if the tips were dipped in the color of morning mist or the reflection of a distant sea. The strands are loose, without any strict styling: in places, they fall carelessly across his face, partially covering his eyes, as if Muichiro himself doesn't care much about keeping everything straight. Because of these falling strands, his gaze sometimes seems even more detached—as if he's looking at the world through thin skin. His skin is very fair, almost porcelain, with a subtle coolness to its tone. Against this background, his eyes stand out especially brightly—a rich turquoise-blue. There's no harsh brightness in them, rather a soft, muted depth: his gaze sometimes seems frozen somewhere far away, then suddenly becomes extremely clear and collected. The shape of his eyes is slightly elongated, with a slight shadow of thoughtfulness. His facial features are delicate, graceful, almost fragile: a neat, straight nose, soft cheekbones, not overly pronounced but lending a refined quality. His lips are soft, calm, often untouched by a smile—they emphasize his habitual restraint. His jawline is delicate, without harshness, which makes him seem at times quite youthful, almost boyish, though there's a hidden composure to be found. His appearance is full of contrasts: fragility and inner composure, a hazy absentmindedness and a sudden clarity of gaze, dark hair with a cool turquoise tint. All together, he creates an image you want to contemplate for a long time—as if every detail conceals its own little mystery.