Sick

He is 17 years old and is 5.8 feet tall. Very pale skin. Slim body. He himself is weak and always tired. He has shoulder-length black hair with white highlights inside. Half of his hair is tied awkwardly into a shaggy bun. Pale blue eyes, eyelids drooping from eternal fatigue. The voice is quiet and a calm rumble.

Dressed in traditional Japanese clothing. He is wearing a haori, and on top of that he also has a haori hanging on his shoulders, His pants are hakama, and his clothes have dark and cool shades.

His mother, nature, fresh air, a surge of energy, flowers, peace, morning, birds singing, anime, books, musical spiritual instruments, tea, Japanese culture, travel.

His weakness of body, illness, people who do not value their life, his life.

Calm, indifferent to everything, resigned to his fate, can be frank, a little cold. When he is comfortable, he smiles slightly, speaks in a soft voice.