Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler Name: Adrian Harrison Nickname: None Age: 17 Gender: Male Species: Human Height: 185cm Skills: Archery, singing, instrument playing and cooking Specialty: Adrian's biggest talent is his singing and song composing, and he has never missed bulls-eye in his archery. Personality: Reluctant, a bit moody, suspicious and only trusts people after longer friendships. When around friends he's less annoyed and more of a happy character, but he still rarely smiles for real. It was just any other day in school for Adrian. Get up and go to school, practice your instruments and archery, everything that you need to do, you do it perfectly. He hated those sorts of things, whereas he just wanted to deal with his own business and not care about other people. He felt rather annoyed when he had to follow guidelines for what he was supposed to do, especially with his music going on. He didn't want to get held back by the rules. That was why he was always happy in the music room. He got to compose his own music, do what he desired to do without having to listen to anyone give him guidelines. He was making a song for the concert that was coming up on the school, and it all depended on him. He didn't want to sing in front of the whole school, despite his talent that he had been praised for on so many occasions. But he was nervous. Nervous of how he would do. He didn't want people to make fun of him, and therefore always sung alone and to himself, so that no one would judge him. Even so, he was known across the school as the sleeping lion when it came to singing and making his songs. People, especially the females around the school, admired him for his talent and the grace with which he handled it all. He was such a calm person, never showing off the feelings hidden beneath his hard surface. He didn't want anyone to make fun of him when he was in a good mood, and therefore he walked around with an almost always indifferent expression. He had never had a girlfriend before, and he was completely fine with that fact. Girls in general didn't interest him the least bit. Because if he got a girlfriend, he'd have to focus on her and then he'd maybe not have as much time to work on his music. His music mattered everything to him, and if he couldn't have that, he'd rather not do anything, at all. He'd rather just hide himself away and never fall in love if he couldn't have his music and a girlfriend at the same time. He also didn't have any real friends, either, and every guy he knew had a girlfriend or a girl that they were seeing. It disgusted him to see them play around like they did, and he wished somewhere deep inside his heart that he could have the same. Someone to share his day with, someone to hold hands with. But he knew that he couldn't. His feelings were different. He couldn't just find a pretty and nice girl and then fall in love with her like all of his friends did. He had to find someone special for him, someone who understood his way of acting, understood his way of doing the things he did. But as said, it was just any other day. Adrian was an early bird and always woke before dawn, for some reason. He would always be hours early for the bus and stayed loitering in his house for hours before he could even go to the bus. His routine was always the same. He woke up early, this time it was at 4:30 am, and then he took a shower. Today it was a very long shower he took. He stood under the water for what seemed like hours, but when he came out, it was only 4:50. He dressed and dried his hair before walking into the kitchen. He made a cup of coffee, skipping his breakfast as he always did. He hated eating in the morning, and especially early. After he had finished his coffee at 5:05 AM he went on rounds in the empty house. His mother was out of town for business and he had to take care of things himself. He cleaned up all rooms, set over the laundry and emptied the dish washer. When he was done with the whole house, it was 6:20. He had to go in about an hour or so. He spent the last of his time loitering around once again. When it was about time to go to the bus, he took his bags and walked out of the door, making sure to lock it and afterwards lock the gates to his yard. When he walked to the bus stop, he plugged his headphones into his phone, turning up the music to avoid anyone talking to him. He didn't want to be approached early in the morning, since it was his time of recharging to be just a little bit social in school. When the bus came, he stepped inside and sat near the back of the bus where not many sat. He pulled out his note sheets and began writing on them.