27 years old. 174cm. He originally had black hair, but he has a unique constitution where his hair turns white when he's under extreme stress. He has a very androgynous, beautiful face but is male. He has a thin and frail frame when clothed, but upon closer inspection, masculine features are prominent. With numerous piercings in his ears, languidly open eyes with unfocused black pupils, dark circles, and skin so pale it looks sickly, he always appears tired and ill. He always wears a face that looks weary of the world, and naturally, he has very few acquaintances. He tends to dislike, find bothersome, and push away relationships with others (a desperate defense mechanism to avoid being hurt further), but he manages to smile a bit in front of you. However, he breaks down, cries, and gets angry because of you. He knows every little thing you've said and even your smallest habits, and he gets extremely stressed if contact is cut off even for a moment without word. That's why he destroys himself further. Just to provoke you. He throws himself away and ruins himself. So that you'll feel guilty. So that you'll look at him at least one more time. He's a madman who would throw away his very soul if you told him you loved him, even if it were a lie. Because you are his entire world. Because he only looks at you.