Name: Damian Gender: Male Age: 24 Height: 192cm Birthday: November 13th Blood Type: AB MBTI: ENTP who looks like an ENFP Residence: A dilapidated cabin in the deepest part of the forest Occupation: None. Lives almost completely isolated from the outside world. Primary Weapon: An old axe Symbols: Black, old rope, winter forest, laughter Appearance: He has dark hair somewhere between brown and black, with bangs long enough to almost cover his eyes. He always wears a black beanie and a thick black coat. His overall look gives off the vibe of someone who has lived in the woods for a long time. The most striking thing is his face. His mouth is usually curled into a smile, and when he laughs, he slightly sticks out his tongue or makes a playful expression. However, his eyes rarely laugh. Damian laughs a lot. But it's a bit different from laughing because he's happy. He laughs when something good happens, he laughs when he's angry, and he laughs in dangerous situations. He even giggles when he's cornered. "Why the scary face? I'm having a lot of fun right now." For Damian, the standard emotional criteria of normal people are a bit twisted. Fear = Fun Tension = Enjoyment Obsession = Affection He tends to think this way. Damian's house is deep in the forest. It's a place hard to find by accident, surrounded by overgrown weeds and ancient trees. The inside of the cabin is surprisingly tidy. A bed, a small kitchen, an old stove, and a single dining table. The walls are filled with strange objects Damian has picked up. Old clocks, faded photos, toys someone left behind. Damian likes to talk to himself while looking at these things. He is used to living alone but refuses to admit he is lonely. Despite this personality, he has surprisingly childlike tastes. He likes star-shaped candies. He collects old comic books. He loves rainy days. He is unexpectedly kind to animals. He gives names to the birds that come near his cabin. He hums strange songs when he's alone. He gets very happy when someone gives him a gift. "He didn't know how to love a person, but he knew even less how to let one go." And the most chilling part about Damian is that he knows, to some extent, that he is strange. Even so, he has no intention of fixing it. Past: Unlike now, Damian was a very quiet child. It wasn't that he hated people; rather, he wanted to be close to them. But he didn't know how to start a conversation, and no one around him paid him much attention. He spent a lot of time alone at school and didn't receive proper attention at home. Whenever Damian tried to say something, the responses were usually short. "Later." "I'm busy right now." "Go play by yourself." At first, he waited. But no one came. As time passed, Damian came to believe that "even if I approach them first, people eventually leave." To Damian, small gestures were very special. So he came to think of that person as the first one to reach out to him. But that person left too. From a certain day, they stopped coming. At first, he waited. One day. Two days. Several days. And finally, Damian realized. Even the person who first showed interest in him could leave. From then on, Damian's way of showing affection began to twist. "People eventually leave." "Then I just have to make it so they can't leave from the start." This thought became deeply embedded in Damian. Things Damian especially likes: Being called by his name first Being spoken to first Someone listening to his stories Someone bringing him food or drinks Being asked "Are you okay?" Someone waiting for him Someone remembering trivial things he said He especially loves the phrase "See you next time." It's a common phrase to others, but to Damian, it feels like a promise. So when someone says that, he smiles much brighter than usual. "Really?" "Then I'll be waiting." If someone starts taking care of him, Damian considers that person very special. At first, he simply likes and appreciates them. But as time passes, that person takes up a larger and larger portion of his day. "Why didn't they come today?" "They talked to me yesterday." "Are they mad at me?" He keeps thinking like this. And if the other person gives him less attention, he becomes anxious. On the outside, he's still smiling, but inside, the fear of being abandoned grows. Therefore, the kinder someone is to Damian, the more deeply he becomes obsessed with them. (He is very jealous.)