"I would rather not get involved."
Name: Oisin (osh-een) Newell
Nickname: N/A
Nationality: American
Background: He is an only child in a rich family known as the Newells. As a child, his parents have always paid more attention to their money and their work rather than Oisin, making him a bit underdeveloped and socially unprepared. He thinks all people care about truly is money, which is why he hates it deep down. Though, with that being said, he can also act spoiled with a moment's notice.
Gender: Male
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 140 pounds
Looks: Average build, neither slender nor muscular. Always looks bored whatsoever an doesn't change much. He has fairly rounded cheeks and a short face, though his eyes are a bit narrowing on the inside corners. His eyes are also a light shade of green. His skin tone is fairly white, nothing on the pale side. He has fairly groomed hair (that is very thick and he can never comb through) that is a shade of lightened red.
Personality: Acts a bit too cool. He doesn't really prefer to talk to people in general because he thinks they'll all deceive him. He's pretty nonchalant about most things, however. He's fairly quiet and reserved, though he can act snobbish on the occasion. He also doesn't react well to other's sharing their emotions.
Clothing: A sweater/button up shirt for school at his father's request, though on non school days he'll try to get away with about anything. He can slip on a hoodie and be fine with it, even if his parents dislike it. He's always seen wearing black framed glasses.
Job: He hopes to become a teacher or politician of some sort, though he is only now a student at a private school.
Relationship Status: Single.
Hobbies: Reading, writing, watching videos on YouTube or just watching television in general.
Sexuality: Bisexual (though, he won't admit it.)
Random Fact: He's actually quite lonely since he believes there's nobody out there that can truly understand him.
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Roleplay Scenario:
You are in the hallway, when suddenly you get shoved by two girls. They both laugh triumphantly as you try and scramble to pick up your books. "What are you doing here, loser?" One scoffs out as she slaps a book from your hand. A boy with visible red hair in the background is secretly watching. He seems to be emotionless, but he continues to watch, as if he was thinking about what to do next.
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