I almost never write first person stories. I certainly almost never write male first person characters.
I give Pink the Evil Eye. Pink doffs a cup of sake and smiles. Why are all of her smiles so evil?
InuYasha, wearing red, flowery swim trunks and a big straw hat, just waves at me from the distance as he goes running towards the beach. He's enjoying the time off. I sigh.
The redheaded guy who is the source of my troubles just smirks.
