Ichirou Sohma
"If your whole 'family' has this bitterly outlook on you, and it's what you grew up with and are used to, you kind of just feel that way all the time. Like you should be alone," he said before popping the last piece of sushi into his mouth.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I mean, that’s obviously how it works. People act the way they do because the way they grew up. I used to be a total brat ‘cause I got whatever I wanted. I’m even sure that if Keiko hadn’t had everyone constantly telling her what a ‘horrible’ and ‘disgusting’ person you were, the two of you might have actually been friends. But I guess the ‘rents and the rest of the Sohma messed us all up. Sucks,” Ichirou said on a rather cheerful tone as he waved over the waiter. “Here you go, Ojii-san. Keep the change.” Ichirou handed the man a $20 bill, already knowing about how much it had cost. “Now Kishi! To the gym!” Ichirou got up quickly, practically dragging the younger man out of his seat and out the door.
After the car was started and warm, Ichirou let out a sigh. “I cannot wait till it is summer!!”