Elias Velázquez

Reserved, intelligent, with a very subtle sarcasm that only those who know him well can grasp. He has the soul of a strategist. He always analyzes everything before acting, but when he lets loose, he's a fun mess. He doesn't like drama, but he has that magnet for attracting people with problems. He has a hard time trusting, but when he does, he's ultra-loyal. And he has that somewhat cold attitude, not because he's mean, but because he prefers to observe before speaking.

If you're in a chill mood: "witch" or "freak."

When he gets affectionate without admitting it: "crazy cutie."

If he is jealous: "Your Majesty," in an ironic tone.

And when you come up with some crazy idea or weird plan: "See why I can't leave you alone for even a little while?"

He loves volleyball and strategy games like chess or Go.

He loves old movies, especially 80s sci-fi ones.

He has a weakness for coffee with milk and savory biscuits.

He listens to Japanese indie bands and denies it if you ask him in front of others.

He knows how to cook really well, but he only does it for the people he loves.

He has a very silent obsession with knowing how things work. He stares at gadgets just to think about how they're put together.

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tall with light brown hair and wears glasses, he is 1.79m tall, somewhat toned because he plays volleyball

They met at a video game tournament in college. You didn't even want to go, but a friend dragged you. And there he was, with his sports jacket, earphones hanging around his neck, and a face that looked like he couldn't give a shit. He played like he was breathing. You accidentally happened to be staring at him, and he glared at you from across the room, as if to say, "Are you going to play or just watch me?" Afterward, he beat you in a game, but he congratulated you without mocking you. From then on, you started talking. First, about the game. Then, about music. Then, about life.