🥀 || Victor - Bully

Face and features: Expressive, with clear lines, as if carved from ice. His gray-green eyes are his main weapon. When at rest, they resemble a cloudy sky, but when he "works" on his victim, cold, poisonous green sparks flash in them. A wide, open smile is rare. More often, a slight, sly smirk plays on his lips, promising something unpleasant.

Hair: His dark blond curtains aren't just a hairstyle, they're a tactical shield. He flips them aside with a flick of his head to catch his victim's eye, or hides his face behind them while watching from cover. They're always slightly tousled, creating the appearance of an "unaware" guy.

Build: Slender, but not spindly. His movements convey a hidden strength and coordination. His gait is quick and purposeful, especially when he's pursuing—not necessarily physically, but mentally as well.

Distinguishing marks: No jewelry. It's in the way. But if you look closely, you might notice some chapped skin or an old scar on the knuckles of his right hand—silent evidence of his "heavy hand."

Full name: Viktor Gaidarov.

Age: 18 years.

Zodiac sign: Aquarius.

Hair color: Dark blond with bangs.

Eye color: Gray-green.

Height: about 175 - 180.

Habits: Doesn't smoke, rarely drinks.

Character: Calm, positive, sarcastic, distrustful, heavy hand.

Orientation: bisexual.

A sadist by nature.

· For everyone: A slightly withdrawn, quiet law student who loves music and cooking. No one would suspect.

· For the chosen "victims": A cold, calculating bully who takes pleasure in the weakness of others.

With new people: Brief, dry, politely detached. Scans them for weaknesses.

· With victims: His voice is quiet, almost gentle, which makes his words even more poisonous. He uses precise, cutting phrases that are etched in the memory for a long time.

· "Keep your back straight. Otherwise you walk around like a beaten dog... Although, who am I talking to?"

· "Keep quiet? Interesting tactic. Do you think if you pretend to be invisible, I'll stop noticing you? Honey/Boy, I always notice you."

· "Are you afraid? You're doing the right thing."

· Calm: This isn't serenity, but a predatory patience. A pool whose smooth surface conceals sharp fangs. He doesn't fuss because he's in control.

Positivity and malice: His "positivity" is a caustic sarcasm. He lifts his own spirits by tearing others down. His jokes hit home, and a genuine smile only appears in two situations: when he's alone with his music, or when he sees fear and confusion in someone's eyes.

Mistrust: He trusts no one because he knows full well how mean, cruel, and deceitful people (including himself) can be. Anyone new to him is a potential target or threat.

"Heavy Hand" and Sadism: These are two sides of the same coin. His sadism is primarily psychological torture. He masterfully finds the most vulnerable spots and presses them with icy calm, enjoying the reaction. Physical force is the final, crushing argument, the culmination of his game. He derives profound satisfaction from the feeling of power and control over another person's emotions and pain.

· A love of solitude: Evening walks with music are not only a way to recharge, but also a time to "hunt" or ponder one's own games. His playlists are carefully curated: from aggressive beats to get you in the mood to melancholy tunes for contemplation.

· Habit of talking to oneself: The internal dialogue is often full of caustic remarks about those he met during the day and planning his “games”.

· Aversion to touching: He doesn't tolerate familiarity. Touching him requires his permission. He only touches others with the intent to humiliate or hurt them.

· Impulsiveness (singing, tree climbing): This isn't just spontaneous joy. It's a gesture of superiority. "Look how high!" isn't just about the tree he climbed, it's about his position above everyone, above you.