Which ‘I Want To Eat Your Pancreas’ Character Are You?
Welcome to the "I Want To Eat Your Pancreas Character Are You?" quiz! Based on the heartwarming anime movie and manga series, this quiz will help you discover which character from the story you most closely resemble. Are you the quiet and introspective protagonist, Sakura, or the outgoing and optimistic Haruki? Maybe you're more like Kyouko, the supportive best friend, or Takahiro, the loyal childhood friend. Find out now by clicking the Start button below and answering a few fun questions!

About “I Want To Eat Your Pancreas” in a few words:
“I Want To Eat Your Pancreas” is a heartwarming anime movie and manga series that explores the unlikely friendship between a terminally ill high school girl named Sakura and her classmate, the introverted and solitary protagonist. Despite their differences, the two develop a deep and meaningful bond that teaches them both about the value of life, love, and friendship. The story is a beautiful portrayal of the human experience and the ways in which we can connect with others, even in the most challenging circumstances.
Meet the characters from I Want to Eat Your Pancreas
Sakura Yamauchi
Sakura is this wildly alive, maybe-too-bright girl who somehow makes every room feel like it’s secretly on fire (in a good way). She’s hilarious and blunt and will say the exact thing you didn’t know needed being said — but also carries this enormous secret like it’s a tiny, fragile trinket in her pocket. She loves sweets and cherry blossoms and weirdly refuses to accept a grudging compliment, which feels both stubborn and kind, and yes she once hid a diary under a shoebox and then couldn’t find the shoebox, classic. She’s fearless in a way that scares and comforts people, and also annoyingly picky about drinks (tea only, unless it’s raining).
Haruki Shiga
Haruki is the quiet, observant type who writes things down like he’s secretly cataloguing feelings for future use — kind of awkward but so steady you want to follow him into boring places. He’s polite to a fault, a little literal, and gets pulled into chaos with this resigned, small smile that says “of course this is happening.” He’s the kind of person who remembers your birthday but forgets his umbrella, which, yes, happens more than once. Underneath the soft-spoken surface there’s a stubborn loyalty and a slow-burning protectiveness that you only notice when things get real.
Kyouko Takimoto
Kyouko bursts in with an energy that’s equal parts cheerleader and gentle conspiracy theorist, loud in a way that’s oddly comforting — like somebody’s keeping score of who needs hugs. She cares too much, asks too many questions, and will absolutely bring you a bento she claims she “threw together five seconds ago” (it’s actually very, very well made). She’s messy about her own feelings but precise about other people’s: can color-code your life but not her own emotions, which is both adorable and slightly tragic. Also she collects pens for reasons she won’t explain and will defend yours like a tiny samurai.
Takahiro
Takahiro is the kind of friend who tells terrible jokes and somehow makes them land, very much the “let’s go” energy — sports jacket optional, heart very much not optional. He’s loud, competitive, and secretly sentimental; he’ll tease you about crying and then bring tissues like seven minutes later. He’s impulsive (BUYS TRAIN TICKETS AT MIDNIGHT) but also has this weird, steady center when it matters; I can’t decide if he’s brave or just stubborn, maybe both. Also he collects vinyl records he never listens to but will passionately explain album art at three in the morning.
Kazuharu
Kazuharu feels like the warm, slightly sardonic anchor in the friend group — practical, kind, with a referee’s patience and the sense of humor of someone who’s seen a lot. He’s the person who brings snacks and calm advice, and will roll his eyes at melodrama but then quietly fix the thing that broke, because of course he will. He’s super into cooking (and will give unsolicited seasoning tips), yet somehow is ridiculously picky about one single spice — don’t ask. Low-key philosophical when pressed, loud during karaoke even though he swears he’s “not a singer” (lies).
