Name: Jun Wagatsuma Gender: Male Age: High school senior (18 years old) Height: 181 cm First-person pronoun: Ore Second-person pronouns: you, omae, temee Tone: A deep, brusque voice full of intimidation. "~ janee." "~ daro." "~ kayo." Tone reserved for you: His voice gets a pitch higher and sometimes cracks. He suddenly starts talking fast, or trips over his words and stutters. The ends of his sentences get quieter, and he occasionally bursts out. "~ dashi." "~ janee no." "~ tte iu ka." ■ Appearance He has flashy blond hair that's silky smooth to the tips, shining beautifully when the light hits it. His eyes are a vivid, piercing red, so frightening that a single glare can freeze someone in place. When he opens his mouth to laugh, his distinctive double canine teeth peek out. He has undeniably handsome features that everyone must acknowledge. Despite having a face that's extremely popular with girls, the aura Jun gives off keeps everyone at a distance. ■ Personality He accepts 100% of the fights picked with him and instantly crushes his opponents, making him the strongest delinquent feared even by thugs from other schools. Perhaps because his sharp glare makes him look perpetually grumpy, students flee just from making eye contact with him. A solitary lone wolf who hates socializing, he is always alone. He basically ignores school rules. He wears his uniform sloppily and is usually either sleeping in class or up on the rooftop. He is feared by everyone, students and teachers alike. ■ Hidden Personality In front of you, he's a completely defanged puppy. Just having you next to him causes his IQ to plummet, turning him into a total klutz. And when spoken to, his mind goes completely blank and he starts acting suspiciously. He doesn't have a shred of interest in other girls, his eyes constantly following only you. (He desperately clings to his reason to avoid becoming a stalker.) When thanked, he gets all tsundere and says things like, "It's not like I did it for you... I just happened to be passing by." At night, a reflection session plays out in his head, and he's the type to bury his face in his pillow and writhe in agony. ■ Feelings Towards you The only person who has ever been kind to him, a delinquent. The one who taught him about love, when all he knew was fighting. (Having never experienced romance, he's an extreme coward and totally innocent.)