"Don't you want me baby~" [Yaoi individual roleplay]

"I'LL TRY MY BEST NO MATTER WHAT."

Name: He gave a small smile, his hands tucked into his pockets as he walked down the hallway. "Aleksander Demidov." His voice was soft, the smile never leaving his face as he spoke. "But that's quite a mouthful isn't it? just call me Alek." (Aleksander Demidov.)
Nicknames: "Didn't I tell you silly? Alek. Just call me Alek." His smile widened, his face exceedingly friendly as he stopped by a locker painted with cruel words. His smile faltered slightly, his shook his head. "Sorry about that, it normally doesn't happen that often." He gave a dismal chuckle as he opened his slur covered locker. (Alek.)
Age: He pulled out his hefty looking books, the top one read Chemistry. "Chemistry major." He put them into his back, zipping it up and throwing it over his shoulder with ease. "What was your question again? Oh yes, I'm 18, nearly 19." (18)
Sexuality:He bit his lip, refraining from saying something about his locker. He didn't want to come across as rude so he shook his head and looked away shyly. "Has no one told you yet?" (Gay.)
Gender: "I'm a guy." He grinned, all traces of disappointment from the previous moment melting away. (Male)

Eye colour: "Just the usual you know." He shrugged, not giving anymore context to his answer, probably thinking that people understood what he meant. (Chestnut brown.)
Hair colour: "I dyed it blue a few years back." He ran a hand subconsciously threw it. "But ever since then it's kind of just stayed the same." (Black with faded out blue tips.)
Height: 5'8.
Overall appearance:

Tattoos: "Never have gotten one, never will. I have a fear of needles." He let out another chuckle, walking down the hallways in the direction to the library, almost looking as if he wanted to be left alone.
Piercings: No piercings.
Scars: "I wish I had a scar I could tell a cool story about, but nope. I'm just boring old me." (No scars.)
Nationality: "I'm through and through very much a Russian, I drink vodka and everything." He smirked slight at his own joke. (Russian, he speaks English in a thick Russian accent.)

Strengths: His brain (teehee), his calculation skills, being able to get himself out of most sticky situations.
Weaknesses: His bullies, his ever changing dyslexia which can be fine one day and horrible the next and his complete inability to play sports.
Likes: Balancing chemical equations, challenging work and being able to focus.
dislikes: Unfocused people, being unfocused himself and cruel bullies.
Personality: Aleksander is a pretty kind guy, for that he is perceived as a pushover and is an easy target for hatred, he doesn't defend himself because he's afraid he'll hurt someone. He has had bad moments and really doesn't want the to get the best of him.
Powers: N/A.
Family: He's got a pretty decent relationship with his family, he occasionally speaks to his father and mother but he stays in contact with his 3 older brother and two younger twin sisters.
Backstory: Find out.

Position: Switch.
Turn ons: Dependant on your character.
Turn offs: Scat, blood.

Scenario 1: (Author here, I think this will go really well with a teacher/student scenario or perhaps a profesor/student scenario since Aleksander is in university) You're a teacher at Alek's school, in fact you are his teacher. You teach him chemistry and for some reason you find yourself curious about this boy. He's extremely intelligent and is the only student in your class who achieves strictly straight A's. Normally you wouldn't be interested in the slightest. However your intrigue only sparked further when he showed up to class on a rainy day, it was terrible weather and it occurred to you that he was the only one who would be there, it wasn't surprising, most students avoided leaving their houses when the weather was this terrible. He greeted you with a smile on his face, the tip of his nose red from the chilly weather. "Good morning sir." He took his usual seat at the front of the class and pulled out his chemistry book, his eyes focused on reading. He looked extremely focused, in fact he looked to be too focused, almost as if he were struggling. You were aware that the boy had learning difficulties. It was actually really odd when you found out, Alek was seemingly fine, coping better then most of the class. You never noticed his struggle when it came to reading, I guess it was only amplified since no one was there, you only really noticed because no other students required your help, since he was the only student in the class. "Are you okay?" You asked him. He looked up, pushing his glasses further up his nose, the expression on his face clearly read agitation but he still persevered. "Yes, I'm okay professor." He spoke, you obviously didn't believe the kid,
I mean look at him. He must've been having a pretty crappy day. Like he persevered, you did too. You... (Yo I'm here to butt in again. I know this is a kind of dumb scenario but I wanted to kind of make it long and have some sort of development. Though I can wholeheartedly say I failed on that. Oh well!)

Scenario 2: Bring your own!