Character name: nageki fujishiro.
Series: hatoful boyfriend.
Brief biography: there isn’t much background information on nageki other than the fact that he is a freshman mourning dove of the school. the only place you can find him is in the library where he reads all the time. it seems that he’s read every book in there and it’s almost like he never leaves the library to go outside. there’s also the fact that nobody ever acknowledges him, making him more alone and kept to himself when you approach him and start talking to him.
you doing so is what will make him begin to realize several things.
once you start to bond with him and help him realize things over time, he will begin to ask you to go outside with him. when he tries to leave through the door, it’s revealed that he couldn’t get past it no matter how hard he tried to go outside. this is when he reveals that he remembers what happened, the reason he’s always inside and that nobody can see him. for five years he’s been a ghost, locked in that library where he took his life.
being dead, nobody was able to see him and thus made the player the only one who ever approached him or noticed him at all. after admitting his love to the player, he finally accepts his fate and fades away to pass over into the afterlife.
Character role: supporting.
Are you transferring?: no.
3-5 personality traits: reserved, blunt, quiet, melancholic.
3-5 abilities your character possesses: much like the fat yandere pigeon known as shuu, nageki will also keep his human appearance for citta alveare. he can go back to his mourning dove form at will.
Weapon of choice: none.
Quick RP sample: Today was quiet, more so than others.
Students had shuffled out early, finishing their studies for the day as the sun began to set. A book rested gently before him, eyes downcast as the beams of light crashed into his feeble frame. Each page he had turned only lasted a minute or two before it was turned over once more, orange optics scanning through as he sat in the sound of silence.
Footsteps approached, his attention drawn in the direction of the figure walking into the room. How different, the only one who truly stood out more than most of the others. Just like a book, expressions were readable and a bit dull… the only real thing holding his interest was that of the books she held in her hand.
Her voice spoke up soon after, inquiring if he needed something.
Right now he could say anything, the shock well hidden that someone was conversing with him. How easily ignored he’d been this whole time, nobody paying mind when he might speak up or ask a question. This one approached him first, though, treating him like a normal person despite how unsociable he seemed.
” … not really. “
Eyes averted, glancing back at the pages before him. There was no need to converse with someone who would begin to ignore him just like the others, anyway.