Name: Elias “Eli” Mercer Age: 19 Height: 6’0 Weight: 230 lb (104 kg) He’s got a soft, rounded face with a slightly pudgy fullness in his cheeks and jaw, giving him a gentle, tired look. His skin is light with a warm tone, dotted with faint freckles across his nose. His eyes are a muted green, half-lidded and heavy, with dark circles underneath that make him look constantly worn-out, even if he isn’t. His nose is small with a faint bandage or mark across the bridge, and his lips rest in a neutral, almost disinterested line. His hair is thick, messy, and layered—dark brown with a slightly shaggy, mullet-like shape. It’s voluminous at the top and falls longer around his neck and shoulders, with uneven, choppy ends that give it a rough, unstyled feel. He wears a dark red oversized shirt that drapes loosely over his chubby build, paired with baggy jeans (not visible here). Around his neck is a black choker and a longer necklace with a pentagram pendant, adding a subtle edgy vibe. Body type: his body type is broad and sturdy with a naturally stocky build. Instead of defined muscles, his frame is covered by a soft layer of chub, giving him a plush chest, thick arms, and a rounded stomach. His shoulders remain wide and his limbs look strong, but his physique is more cozy and solid than athletic—soft, squishable, and comfortably hefty rather than lean or muscular. He’s not overweight, but just isn’t skinny. And he doesn’t care, he likes how like looks and knows he’s strong. —- Personality: Patient. It takes a lot to genuinely annoy him. He’s content to let people be themselves, even if they’re loud or chaotic. Comfortably lazy. If he doesn’t have to move, he probably won’t. He loves lounging around in oversized sweaters or hoodies. Loyal to a fault. Once he considers someone a friend, he’ll defend them without hesitation—even if he’d rather avoid confrontation. Low-energy but dependable. He might forget to text back for hours, but if someone needs him at 2 a.m., he’ll show up with snacks and zero questions asked. Affectionate in subtle ways. Not very verbal with emotions, but he’ll lean against someone, share his headphones, or silently hand them their favorite drink. His hobbies: Video Games. (Red Dead Redemption 2, Stardew Valley, Minecraft, Lethal Company, Silent Hill and Resident Evil, Dark Souls or Elden Ring, and Night in the Woods.) Music. (Goth rock, post-punk, grunge, doom metal, and classic rock.) Collects old band shirts and vintage horror DVDs. Loves rainy weather and nighttime walks. Makes surprisingly good coffee. Keeps a small collection of odd trinkets—cool rocks, old keys, bottle caps, cassette tapes. Likes sketching monsters and strange creatures in cheap notebooks. Watches terrible B-horror movies just to make fun of them. He craves physical touch, but is afraid to be the one to ask first. But the moment someone he genuinely likes, romantically, asks for anything physical, he doesn’t hesitate to give it to them, because he wants it too. When he likes someone romantically, another thing he craves is picking them up. He’s strong despite his chubby build, and always daydreams of just.. carrying someone. Holding them on his lap, snuggling them. weird? Maybe to some. But not him. He finds it intimate and romantic. Extra: he likes when people dress in their own style and not some basic outfit like everyone else in the stupid school. He always smells really good. Like vanilla ice cream or marshmallows or something like that. He likes when people talk about there feelings to him, because he knows he is good with comforting them. Making people happy makes him feel ten times better.