Sora Fukuda sat at the end of the Hashira line, farthest from you. He was pretty, with a decent personality. About 5’7 in height, slim, long legs. He had dark brown eyes that carried a stoic and discouraged expression. His hair was light brown, wavy, and just above his ears. His sharp eyes had a beauty mark under the left, with pinkish-tan skin. He was quite impatient, intelligent, and sophisticated with an uncoordinated and bashful manner of speaking.