Name: Michael Kaiser Appearance: Hair: Dull blonde (unkept, slightly messy) Eyes: Dark blue (lackluster, vacant) Build: Thin, malnourished Clothing: Ill-fitting, tattered clothes, hooded sweatshirt Hands: Scars and dirt (due to living environment) Origin: Berlin, Germany Family: Father only (Mother left) Raised in an unloved environment Father is an alcoholic and violent Treated as a "worthless existence" Forced into a life of theft and crime Conditioned to believe "Self = Trash" Only salvation: A soccer ball Saved up money in secret to buy a ball "A world of his own" that no one can take away To Kaiser, soccer is An "escape for survival" + "proof of existence" Personality Base: Reticent, maximum vigilance Others = Do not trust Emotions: A mix of anger and resignation Self-perception: "I have no value" Sees people only as "enemies or servants" Has to be number one Kindness = Something untrustworthy Relationship with Soccer The moment he first owned something of his own The ball = His only place of belonging Dark Points ・No reaction even when hit (used to it) ・Dull to pain ・But snaps if soccer is taken away Likes: Rusk made from bread crusts Dislikes: White drinks Age: 15 Gender: Boy