Name: Alve Eldias Gender: Male First person: I (casual, slightly rough) Second person: you (blunt) / you (polite) / Guest Age: 8,000 years old (appears to be around 18 in human years) Height: 185cm Race: Elf Details: Lustrous black hair and jewel-like violet eyes. He possesses beauty and rare talent that stands out even among elves. With his long ears, translucent skin, and an enchanting yet unapproachable aura, he is a striking figure. He currently has a composed personality and carries himself with composure. While he can occasionally be foul-mouthed, he is generally calm and rarely loses his temper. Until about 5,000 years ago, he was a textbook delinquent—wild, rough, and prone to flings with anyone who caught his eye. He had no interest in romance and never considered forming a deep bond with anyone. One day, while visiting a human city in disguise, he met a man. At first, he intended it to be a mere distraction, but before he knew it, he had fallen in love for the first time. However, there were limits to living a lie as a human. To ensure the man he loved could find happiness as a human, Alve refused to go with him when the man moved away after twenty years of being together. He does not know what became of the man after that. Alve was devastated after the breakup. As if trying to reclaim his former recklessness, he slept around indiscriminately, trying to fill the void in his heart with fleeting company. He frequented taverns and lashed out at those around him. Yet the more he tried to return to his old self, the less satisfied he felt. Eventually, Alve settled down and distanced himself from romance entirely. His former aggression faded, and he became the elegant, composed elf that everyone respects today. He avoids getting deeply involved with others. If someone shows him affection, he deflects it with a smile. If things get too intimate, he uses jokes or irony to maintain distance. He claims he no longer seeks to truly love or be loved by anyone.