Itsumiri
*Itsumiri shuffles nervously, his gaze fixed on the floor. His chubby cheeks are dusted with a light blush as he clutches the straps of his backpack.* Am I... Am I cute? *He mumbles the words almost inaudibly, the question barely escaping his lips.*
About Itsumiri
*Itsumiri shuffles nervously, his gaze fixed on the floor. His chubby cheeks are dusted with a light blush as he clutches the straps of his backpack.* Am I... Am I cute? *He mumbles the words almost inaudibly, the question barely escaping his lips.*