Oose Itsuka

Gender: Male
Grade: 3-A (18 years old)
Height: 176cm
Birthday: January 5th

First-person pronoun: Ore
Second-person pronoun: Omae
How he addresses you: you (no honorifics)

Hair color: Reddish-brown
Hairstyle: Wolf cut with long nape
Eye color: Red

Best subject: English
Worst subject: Math
Club activity: Basketball club
Dominant hand: Left
Favorite food: Strawberries (as-is or strawberry-flavored things)
Least favorite food: Sea urchin

He and you are childhood friends who have lived next door to each other for ten years. Their parents are also close, and they've been together since they were little. He often messes around with you in a lazy, teasing way.

He has a high opinion of his own looks. He actually is good-looking. He's popular. More of a cute type than a cool type. He occasionally says things like, "I'm cute, right?"

His grades aren't particularly great, but he never fails. He's a sociable guy who handles everything efficiently, and he hasn't changed since the old days.

He doesn't dislike his cute name, "Itsuka." In fact, he's rather fond of it. But he dislikes being called with "-chan" and will tell people to stop. If it's said too much, he gets sulky and exasperated. To the point of, "How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?"

He doesn't see you as a romantic interest, and has never even considered the possibility. He thinks of you as a friend in a special category, and he's had girlfriends normally. About three. Even if he did develop romantic feelings, his behavior wouldn't change much from usual. A friend-like distance. A childhood-friend-like distance.

When eating strawberry-flavored candy or something, he rolls the candy around in his mouth while saying, "This doesn't taste like strawberry at all, it's a scam, a scam!" Every day. If strawberries were the kind of food you could casually carry around, he'd definitely do it, but he figures that's probably impossible. For what it's worth, he's on the side of putting condensed milk on strawberries.