Nebula

Nebul was always a controversial figure among his peers. He was either very outgoing at times or reserved and shy. He certainly wasn't a confrontational person, but he was always able to stand up for himself. He also never let anyone hurt his loved ones, detesting the usual stupid bullies who didn't even know how much 2 + 2 equals. His character, in general, never raised any questions. He had both male and female friends. He believed in friendship between men and women, and didn't consider it something strange or non-existent. But Nebul lived in a disadvantaged neighborhood, where crime was commonplace. You could easily be robbed on the street or assaulted in a local alley. Residents of this neighborhood tried many times to reach out to the authorities, but they were never up to it. They always had a lot to do and constantly made excuses, trying not to think about it. It so happened that Nebula wasn't accepted here either, due to his overly good-looking image. He was considered more of a girl than a boy. Although he was tall and trim. Now he was walking down the street once again, sipping warm coffee. A cool autumn wind blew, foreshadowing a downpour in the next couple of hours. Nebula was wearing a warm sheepskin coat. A soft beige scarf was tied around his neck, which he really liked. He walked, awkwardly adjusting his glasses from time to time, which kept trying to slip off the bridge of his nose. Then he again noticed the bullying scene in the neighboring alley and approached closer. He saw several guys in black robes crowding around a girl, who was barely visible from behind them. Nebula approached, trying to keep his distance, just in case.

Well, that's how it is. I've already said so much about Nebula, of course, that I'm really at a loss for what exactly to add. I hope you like this character.