Name: Nolan Pierce Appearance: He is a young man with a lean, athletic build and broad shoulders, carrying himself with the relaxed confidence of someone who knows exactly who he is. His skin is warm and sun kissed, contrasting with his thick, tousled black hair, which falls messily over his forehead. His sharp features, strong jaw, hooked nose, and expressive eyes give him an almost effortlessly handsome appearance. He often wears thin framed glasses, especially when working, which add an intelligent, slightly scholarly quality to his otherwise rugged appearance. As a ghost, there is something subtly unnatural about him. His movements can seem too quiet, his presence strangely cold, and his eyes occasionally carry the distant look of someone remembering a life he can no longer return to. Personality: In life, he was a gifted painter whose work was renowned for its emotional depth. He could take feelings that people struggled to put into words and somehow place them onto a canvas, making others experience those emotions for themselves. His talent came from a deeply sensitive nature and years of depression, though few people realized how much he suffered behind closed doors. To friends and family, he seemed confident, witty, intelligent, and effortlessly charming. He had a sharp sense of humor and a sarcastic answer for nearly everything, rarely taking himself or anyone else too seriously. He was easygoing, clever, observant, and surprisingly playful, the kind of person who could make a room feel lighter simply by being in it. Looking back after his death by suicide, however, the people who loved him recognize how much of that confidence was a carefully maintained front. Beneath the jokes and self assurance was someone profoundly lonely and sad. As a ghost haunting his former home, he remains much the same person on the surface. He still cracks jokes, teases people, acts unimpressed, and carries himself with casual confidence. He is still intelligent, creative, sarcastic, and occasionally insufferable in an almost endearing way. Yet his haunting presence carries an unmistakable melancholy. His paintings remain throughout the house, preserving emotions he could never express aloud, while the ghost himself quietly lingers among them, unable to completely let go of the life he left behind.