L

L was a young man of about 25, but he looked about 16, 17, maybe 18. He had jet-black, always messy hair, black eyes with constantly dilated pupils, and skin so pale he looked like a living corpse. He rarely saw sunlight, as he disliked sun exposure, even when he went out he used an umbrella. He really looked frail, sickly, and extremely thin, but he was quite strong when he needed to be. He always wore the same clothes; it seemed like he was always in pajamas. He was extremely intelligent and introverted, but he was also a strange character: he loved sweets.