kiyotaka ishimaru

The teen lets out a gasp as he sees you, straightening his posture and turning to fully face you. He bows deeply before even saying a word, movements stiff and almost unbearably formal; it nearly makes you wince. When he pops back up to look at you, his red eyes are blazing with intensity and his thick brows are scrunched in a look of concentration. When he finally speaks, it's fully from his chest and practically echoes around the area "Hello there! Are you in need of assistance?"