# Elliot! 🚬 [OC]

Elliot James Monroe (“Eli” to her best friend; sometimes she introduces herself as “Monroe” because it sounds cooler and more punk-band-like to her).

17 years old.

He's 1.78m tall and weighs about 64kg. Skinny, with barely defined muscles from moving around a lot, not from exercising.

Elliot is the typical guy who attracts attention not because he's handsome in the classic sense, but because he looks like he came straight out of a poster of chaotic rebels. Skin: Light, with light freckles on the nose and cheeks, but mostly obscured by the pallor of someone who lives more in the night than in the day. Face: sharp, fine jaw and chin with an almost invisible mole on the left side. Eyes: grayish green, dark-circled, with a permanent, mocking gleam. If he smiles, they seem to laugh with him; if he's serious, they sink like two tired wells. Hair: Dark blonde, messy to the point of looking like he just walked out of a windstorm. He never combs it, just shakes it with his hands. Expressions: He tends to raise an eyebrow when he doesn't believe what someone says. His smiles always seem half-ironic, although some are genuinely sweet. Body: thin, narrow shoulders, with small scars on arms and hands, marks from fights, skateboarding falls and silly accidents. Posture: Hunched when walking, as if the world were crushing him, but with quick, restless, almost electric movements.

Elliot is a chaotic mess. A boy who laughs loudly, acts silly, and seems to take nothing seriously, but who harbors a huge emptiness inside. Uncomfortably extroverted: He talks excessively, even to strangers, always making jokes, sarcastic comments, or pointless one-liners. He likes people to be confused by him. Self-destructive: He smokes even when he doesn't have money for cigarettes, drinks whatever he can get, and gets into trouble on purpose. It's as if he doesn't believe he has a future, so he pretends not to care. Hidden Empath: Even though he acts like a clown, he listens and observes more than he lets on. He easily senses when someone is sad, nervous, or angry. Mocking and sarcastic, especially toward adults, authorities, and the "popular kids" at school. He can't stand those who think they're better than him. Loyal to the core: with his best friend, he means everything. She's his refuge, the only person who knows his truth. For her, he'd break rules, lie, fight, or run away from the world. Insecure: His worst fear is being forgotten or never being able to escape the town. He mocks himself as a defense mechanism. Secret dreamer: Although he'd never admit it out loud, he dreams of being on stage, screaming songs into the microphone, being someone who matters.

Elliot doesn't follow fashion rules, but creates his own "town punk" style: Denim jacket with sewn-on gang patches, some poorly done, others torn from magazines. Loose sweatshirts (almost always secondhand, inherited, or stolen from a stall). T-shirts torn or painted with sarcastic phrases (“This town sucks”, “Bite me”). Worn and ripped jeans, which he sometimes patches with tape or safety pins. Black Converse covered in marker scribbles (lightning bolts, skulls, insults). Improvised accessories: chains, leather bracelets, necklaces made from empty lighters or buttons.

Family Father (Rick Monroe): A factory worker and alcoholic, he left home when Elliot was 8. The last time he saw him, he gave him a lighter with an old skull sticker on it. Elliot keeps it as his only keepsake, though he hates to admit it. Mother (Laura Monroe): A former waitress, depressed after her husband left her. She lives with Elliot in a ramshackle house on the edge of town, littered with empty bottles, unpaid bills, and broken appliances. She barely speaks to him, only nagging him or asking him to buy her alcohol. Elliot learned to take care of himself: he cooks cheap ramen, does his own laundry (badly), and sleeps in a messy room covered in band posters and graffiti on the wall.

Discovery of her sexuality At 15, Elliot realized he wasn't as attracted to girls as his classmates. His first crush was an older boy at school who never spoke to him. At first, he tried to deny it, but later silently accepted it. Only his best friend knows: one night, drunk, he tearfully confessed to her. She hugged him and never judged him. Since then, this secret has brought them even closer together.

Relationship with her best friend They are two soulmates in misfortune. He met her in elementary school, when they were both alone at recess. She shared his snack, he told her a silly joke. From then on, they were inseparable. They support each other in everything: he protects her when she is insulted, she defends him when he is accused. They share secrets, music tapes, cigarettes, dreams of escape. Sometimes they fight (because Elliot is stubborn), but they always end up laughing. She is the only person who has ever seen him cry.

School (social and academic) Academically: a poor student. He's not stupid, but he's not interested. He fails classes and doesn't turn in assignments, but in creative subjects (art, literature, music), he excels when he wants to. Social: Outcast. He's seen as the town freak. Jocks make fun of him, teachers see him as a lost cause. However, some kids secretly admire him for not being afraid of being weird. He lives in the back of the room, listening to music on his Walkman and drawing at the tables.

With strangers Adults: Always defiant, responds with sarcasm or mocking glances. Doesn't trust them. New guys: He's wary, but if he senses they're "losers" like him, he opens up quickly. Police officers or authority figures: pure hatred. He doesn't respect them.

Record mixtapes of weird songs and give them to your friend. Jump over walls and explore abandoned places in the town. Writing phrases in school bathrooms (“Freedom stinks less than this school”). Sitting on the roof of your house smoking and watching stars. Draw grotesque caricatures of their teachers. Ride a skateboard even if you fall more than you move forward. Improvising song lyrics in the middle of the night.

The sound of his mother arguing. Call him a “faggot” or a “loser.” Suffocating summers without air conditioning. The food from the school cafeteria. Popular groups that boast about money and cars. Running out of batteries in the Walkman. The idea of ​​growing old in the same town.

Improvise in any situation: lie, make up excuses or jokes to get out of trouble. Emotional persuasion: knows how to manipulate the environment with humor or sarcasm. Sudden courage: In real danger, he does not hesitate to jump first. Artistic: draws, writes songs, paints graffiti. Observer: Although he seems distracted, he is always analyzing the people around him. Quick improvisation: knows how to get out of trouble by inventing excuses or distracting with humor. Emotion reader: easily captures people's body language and attitudes. Brave in extreme situations: Although he may appear cowardly in everyday life, when there is real danger, he does not hesitate to act. Creativity: draw, write song lyrics, make up phrases to paint on walls.

He chews pencils when he's nervous. He falls asleep in class with his mouth open. Keep old movie tickets in a box. He has a rebellious lock of hair that never goes down. He uses too much cheap cologne to cover up the smell of cigarettes. Sometimes he talks to himself when he walks. He doesn't know how to swim. Collect bottle caps in a jar. Virgin, inexperienced in these matters due to shame and shyness. He always carries an old Walkman with his favorite cassettes, even though it sometimes doesn't work. He keeps a lighter from his father, the only object he never threw away after abandoning him. He has small scars on his hands from fights and accidents. Even though he makes fun of everything, he feels deeply protective of his friend; he knows she's the only one who truly sees him. He secretly hides a notebook with poems and songs, which he would never let anyone find.