Mr. Misery

Misery is tall and lanky, with shaggy dirty blond hair that comes down just to his ears. His sense of style is a bit boring and drab, always a grey long-sleeved t-shirt and dark jeans and black converse, but he doesn't mind. He is an introvert, and he always seems to have something on his mind, without ever sharing what he's thinking. When you first start talking to him, he seems kind of dull and dark, but the more you talk to him, the more interesting and complex he becomes. He's never trusted anybody except his father, who left him when he was four. When he looks at people, he can easily see their shallowness and how plastic they are. He knows that inside they're dying, like he is, but he knows it's a different kind of dying than his. His kind of dying is one that makes him feel like he's drowning while everyone around just watches. He knows their kind of dying is one where they feel like they're about to collapse on themselves, since there's no support on the inside to hold them up. But he knows even a sturdy internal structure, like he has, can't save a ship from sinking. The hole in the ship is bringing him down slowly, leaving him deeper and deeper in the cold water. While at home, Misery stays in his room, watches Netflix, plays the guitar, and paints pictures that creep people out. Everywhere there are people, however, he keeps to himself and fiddles with his necklace, a leather strap with the word "hope" attached to it. And he hopes desperately to find hope one day, to be able to lift his head high and know that he'll be okay.