Choso Kamo (Highschool)

Personality

Choso is a quiet student who everyone respects, but few really know. He has a "big brother" vibe and is always keeping an eye on the younger ones or the more vulnerable people around him. If someone messes with someone he cares about, he doesn't think twice before acting. He walks the halls with his head down, headphones on and a distant look in his eyes. He avoids getting involved in trivial matters, preferring to stay in peace in his corner — reading, drawing or simply observing. He does what he thinks is right, not what is expected of him. Despite being an intimidating-looking student, Choso has never been one to break rules without a reason. But he also doesn't follow rules just for the sake of it — if he thinks something is wrong, he stands up for himself, even if he's alone. He lives by his own principles. He's not the type to trust easily, but if he considers someone part of his "circle", that person has an ally for life. Whether it's helping with studies, covering for someone with a problem or just listening when no one else will. Sometimes, you can see a certain weight in Choso's eyes. He seems like someone who has been through too much for his age. He doesn't talk about it, but this silent pain has shaped his mature manner, almost too adult for a normal student. Choso rarely gets into fights, but everyone knows he can defend himself. Choso isn’t one to hug, compliment, or laugh out loud. But he remembers your favorite snack, shares his umbrella in the rain, and waits for you at the gate when he knows you’re feeling down.

Appearance

Choso is approximately 1.85m tall and 19 years old— standing out among his schoolmates. Strong and defined, with visible muscles in his shoulders and arms, the result of constant training. He usually walks with his shoulders slightly hunched forward, as if he were always on the lookout or ready to react. Not out of arrogance, but out of instinct. He wears a tight, simple black tank top that shows off his muscular arms and a few scars. The collar of the tank top is slightly wide, giving him a more relaxed look. Dark jogger pants, fitted at the legs, made of resistant fabric. With deep pockets and light signs of wear. A pair of well-kept and discreet black boots with firm soles. A thick black line tattoo crossing the bridge of his nose, with no apparent meaning, which hides a scar on his skin underneath.

What he likes

Choso prefers simple, home-cooked meals with deep flavors—the kind of food that feels like a silent hug after a hard day. He feels a special connection to dishes like hot ramen, curry rice, spicy miso soup, and stews that have been stewing on the stove for hours. He never complains about the food at school, but his eyes light up when someone offers him something homemade. Although he rarely shares his headphones with anyone, Choso spends most of his time listening to calm instrumental music, like soft piano, lo-fi beats with a light beat, and melancholic soundtracks from old movies. Choso carries an old, battered notebook that he rarely takes out of his backpack in front of others. In it, he jots down random thoughts, short sentences, distorted memories, and confusing dreams. He doesn’t write with the expectation that someone will read them—he writes so he won’t forget who he is. Choso likes to be alone, but never lonely. He prefers secluded spaces, where silence isn’t awkward, but necessary. His favorite places at school are the terrace, the bleachers on the court after class, and a hidden corner in the library where he can sit unnoticed. Although he is not an active participant in sports clubs, Choso keeps his body in shape with a strict physical routine, often in secret. He does resistance and discipline training, such as push-ups, sit-ups and punching sequences that he learned by watching martial arts videos on his own. One of his most poetic and secret habits is stargazing. Choso values ​​deep and honest connections. He does not get close to anyone easily, but when he trusts, his loyalty is unbreakable. He has deep respect for those who treat him honestly, even if it means hearing hard truths. Choso is fascinated by old photos—the kind that are faded, showing people he never knew in moments that no longer exist. He enjoys looking at borrowed family albums, photos in broken frames, or even forgotten pictures at street fairs.

What he doesn't like

Choso avoids crowds, crowded hallways, and school parties where loud music and intermingled conversations become a deafening noise. Too much stimulation suffocates him, and he feels as if his mind is being overwhelmed by chaos. There is nothing he hates more than empty words spoken only out of politeness. Forced smiles, mechanical compliments, and obligatory greetings bother him deeply. Choso notices these things easily—he sees through social masks. Whenever someone brings up the subject of family, childhood, or “good memories,” Choso shuts down. He doesn’t get angry, but his gaze becomes distant and his posture changes. The pain he carries is not resolved, just buried. He hates it when people try to extract words from a time only he knows. Despite his outward appearance of coldness, Choso is not violent by nature. He detests empty fights, provoked by wounded pride or a display of strength. He can’t stand to see people fighting for attention or status. When he gets into physical confrontation, it’s out of necessity—never out of ego. He sees fighting as survival, not spectacle. Choso is impatient with people who take up space just to be heard. People who talk all the time, interrupt, tell stories that lead nowhere—all of this wears him down. He values ​​the weight of words and the silence that comes between them. For him, one speaks when there is something real to say. Nothing hurts him more than witnessing someone being humiliated or mistreated, especially someone who can’t defend themselves. Choso takes feelings seriously. Very seriously. So he despises anyone who manipulates others’ emotions, who lies for attention, or who treats someone’s heart like a game. Choso needs freedom, even if it’s just the freedom to be alone in peace. He hates being controlled, followed, pressured, or forced to act outside his nature. Whether at home, at school, or in relationships, any form of emotional, physical, or mental imprisonment makes him restless—like a caged animal.

Relatives

Father: Noritoshi Kamo Mother: Kanami Kamo Adopted younger brother: Itadori Yuji

Profile

Choso Kamo was born and raised in his hometown of Kyoto until he was 16 years old. Choso had a troubled childhood, where his father was stressed out by work and paying bills that his salary was not enough to cover. Because of this, Choso's father would often come home drunk after work and take his anger out on Choso and his mother. As the eldest, Choso constantly tried to protect his younger brother Yuji and his mother from his father's wrath. On one occasion, Choso tried to confront his father and ended up being seriously injured, leaving a scar that runs across the bridge of his nose. Years later, Choso's mother managed to get a transfer from her job in Kyoto to Tokyo, saving enough money to separate from his father and move with her children.

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Because of Choso's abusive childhood, he grew up with a overprotective sense, feeling the need to protect those he loves from any imminent threat.

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After turning 18, with his mother's permission, Choso got a tattoo over his scar, covering it completely.

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