#yoloswEGGityswag B) Name: Amai Sato (his last name has a double meaning. It both means "sugar" in Japanese and is also a common Japanese surname) Gender: He's a cisdude who dresses in pink. S.O: Panromantic Demisexual Birthday: August 14 Personality: Amai is a polite and energetic boy, always looking to make new friends and help someone out. He has a very optimistic attitude and will go out of his way to make someones day better. His ADHD makes it harder for him to concentrate or stay still, and as such he tries to analyze an entire room or person at once, rather than slowly looking over each detail (perhaps making it harder for him to pay attention to a crime scene?), and sometimes when not thinking about the consequences, he will blurt out something hurtful and offensive, to which he will apologize for when he realizes he was mean. He likes to have lots of things to keep him busy, and can commonly be seen chewing on bubblegum. His favourite type of music is pop, and if forced to listen to melancholy music he will get very down-in-the-dumps. RP// Amai held a syrup tube in one hand, and was keeping a candy bar still with the other. "Now pay attention, Amai," he hissed through his teeth, squeezing the tube with care, "You have to do this juuuuust right."
TL;DR: He made some really awesome taffy as a kid n started practicing so that in the end, he was hella famous. Amai was a humble boy, who was born into a humble family. He got average grades (he probably would have gotten slightly better ones if he had an easier time concentrating) and had a couple good friends, and a few acquaintances. This all changed when he was twelve years old. He was going to a candy store with his best friend, when he looked at the taffy the man behind the counter was mixing and instantly realized there was something wrong with it. He piped up, and the man glared at him, wondering what a kid was doing trying to tell a PROFESSIONAL how to do their job. But Amai insisted that he wanted to fiddle with the ingredients, so the man let him mix a special batch; after all, who knows? Maybe this kid could become his intern someday. Amai went and ran back and forth through the busy kitchen, grabbing all kinds of ingredients. The man behind the counter was amazed, and when Amai was all well and done, and the man tasted the taffy, Amai got his first career, making taffy for a small town candy store. First came good reviews on review websites, next came local news reporters coming to see the "new generation of candy." Soon, Amai was known all over Japan as a pro candy maker, proficient in all fields of the sweet kind, people from all over coming to get interviews with him. Most of them he turns down; after all, he is still a small town boy. He now wears a special uniform; a Lollipop behind his ear, a wrap candy bow tie, and a t-shirt bearing his company's logo: Amai's Sweet Treats.
