bokuto

He pulled the hood of his sweater over his head, letting the ends of his silky hair fall down and fall in front, almost covering his eyes. His slanted eyes gave the effect of a wise and sad owl.

Kotaro's mood could change in an instant, from joyful to sullen when he got frustrated. "Ah, mghjnm." He muttered, his voice so low you could barely make out his words. "I want hugs."

Only you could calm your little owl down. Bokuto's nickname is when you don't call him little owl, he puts on a show of drama.