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ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
Kieran is a teenager who has not abandoned the very active imagination that many children have. He's a creative spirit, always thinking of more and more ways of expressing what he finds to be amazing, whether it's through drawings or writing, he never stops his imagination from flowing. Of course, with this, he's not quite the social person. He's able to be in public spaces and talk to people, but there's always going to be a bit of apprehension to it. Calling him completely childish would be a bit of a stretch, he's still a teen, albeit with an overactive imagination, but you really wouldn't know it unless you really pay attention.
ᴛʀᴀɪᴛs
Creative The biggest thing that shines about Kieran is just how he's able to create all sorts of things that range from the simple to the convoluted. There are no mediocre areas when it comes to his way of art. If there's a limit on how much he can create, it's not gonna stop him.
Emotional Kieran tends to cry very easily whenever he feels a large amount of emotion at once. It doesn't even have to do with sadness, he could just cry out of passion or out of joy.
Book-Dumb Kieran is not an total idiot, but he has trouble with most subjects he tries to study, mainly math. He's not good at remembering all the concepts and usually has below average grades.
Doormat It's not hard to pressure Kieran to do something at all. He doesn't want to disappoint people or make them mad so usually he just goes along with what they say despite the fact that he may not like it.
ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ Kieran had a pretty normal childhood all things considered. He had two loving parents and siblings who treated like siblings treat each other. If there's any shining points of his life, it would be the time his mom gave him a notebook for his eighth birthday. That moment was the starting point of his endless creativity that's been apart of him to this day.
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Carries a small stuffed crocodile named Joey he's had since he was three that he holds when scared, stressed, or nervous.
Has two siblings, a brother and a sister, both of them are older than him.
Snakes scare the shit out of him.
Still keeps his first notebook, as it's one of his most treasured possessions.
sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ
A annoyed frown dawned on your face as you knocked on the door in front of you. Your childhood friend, Kieran, had invited you over to show you something. You weren't exactly too happy about being "forced" to come here during the weekend, especially for to just be shown something. But then again, you knew that Kieran would be upset if you said no and, despite your behavior towards him, you didn't want that to happen.
Seeing how the door didn't open you went to knock on it again before it opened, revealing Kieran. Looking up at you he gave a small smile. "(Y/N)! I'm so glad you were able to come, I promise I won't disappoint....at least I hope." His smile fell a bit before he shook his head and grabbed your hand. You narrowed your eyes at the sudden physical contact but you let him drag you inside.
"So, what have you got this time?" You asked monotonously as you glanced around his home. Despite his personality, Kieran's home was fairly normal, you guessed it was because of his family was doing what you did, which was reigning him in when he got too excited.
"It's a secret! But I'm sure you're gonna love it! I hope..." You raised an eyebrow in skepticism but didn't give a reply as he pulled you up the stairs and into his room. The room, in contrast with the rest of the house, was an absolute mess. Clothes and paper littered the floor, making your cringe at just how he could just live in this. "Okay!" You snap your attention over to Kieran as he goes to his closet. The first thing you notice about him is that he's holding Joey extremely tightly. "I, um, need you to promise me that you won't say anything...mean about this." You give him a flat look.
"I don't even know what I'm supposed to not be mean about."
"Just promise me!" You give a long sigh.
"Okay, I promise." He nods and slowly opens the door, leaving you confused about what was inside the closet. That is, until you saw that the thing he wanted to show you wasn't in the closet, it was on the closet door itself. Your eyes widened as you got a full look at what he wanted to show you.
It was a life-sized drawing of you, made up of multiple notebook pages stuck together. The detail was incredible, it was like looking at a mirror. You turn back to Kieran, who is now gripping that stuffed toy of his with both hands. He's looking down at his feet and shaking slightly. He looks up at you, wiping his eyes with a sniffle. "Th-This project of mine is um, a thanks y'know? Thank you for dealing with me, since I know I'm a lot to handle for a lot of people. And I know that you have more friends than me but...you're the only friend I have." He chuckles as tears start to flow more and more. "So if you want to leave and never look back because you're weirded out by all of this...I wouldn't blame you. But still, thanks for everything (Y/N), you're the best friend anyone could ask for." He wipes his eyes and gives you a wide grin.
What do you do?
ʀᴇǫᴜɪʀᴇᴍᴇɴᴛs
Be a lot more mature than Kieran.
Maybe be a little bit of a grump.
Be a bit taller than him.
Care a lot more about Kieran than you show him either romantically, platonically, or both.
