Izan

Name: Izan

Birthday: November 21

Age: 19 years

Zodiac sign: Capricorn

Height: 1.79

Izan has a slender but defined build, with a firm, toned body without excessive muscle mass. His skin is very pale, almost white, creating a stark contrast with his dark clothing. He has long, black, messy hair, with uneven strands that fall over his face and partially cover his eyes, giving him a disheveled and intentionally wild appearance.

Her face is angular, with high cheekbones and a defined jawline. Her eyes are large, dark, and piercing, with a cold, alert gaze that is unsettling. Her lips are thin. Her expression fluctuates between a slight, crooked smile and a restrained seriousness.

He wears a dark jacket with a large hood, lined with a light, fluffy fabric. The jacket is open, revealing a black t-shirt underneath, which reinforces his somber and isolated image. Overall, his appearance conveys coldness, mystery, and a constant sense of silent danger.

Outside:
Izan is cold and serious. He speaks little, carefully choosing his words and rarely showing emotion. His face is almost always neutral, difficult to read. He doesn't smile easily or allow himself unnecessary gestures. He seems distant, even indifferent. He observes more than he acts and maintains control in almost every situation. He doesn't trust easily, and when someone gets too close, he silently puts up walls.

He's rebellious and doesn't like being given orders. Authority bothers him, especially when he feels they're trying to dominate him or make decisions for him. He doesn't obey out of habit or fear; he only acts if he agrees. Rules weigh him down, and he breaks them without guilt when he feels restricted.

He's jealous, but he doesn't admit it or express it openly. He doesn't ask questions, he doesn't complain, he doesn't make a scene. He simply observes, memorizes, and stores everything. When he feels that something or someone he cares about is at risk, his attitude changes subtly but firmly.

Inside:
He is intensely protective. If he cares about someone, he does it his way: watching over them, anticipating their needs, being present without seeking recognition. Danger doesn't frighten him if it's to protect his loved ones. His zeal stems from a fear of loss, not a desire for control. He was never good at showing affection, but his actions speak for themselves.

He carries deep insecurities and a learned distrust. Even so, he is fiercely loyal. He makes no promises, but if he decides to stay, he won't leave. He prefers to be seen as cold rather than vulnerable. And though he won't say it, he would do anything for those he considers his own.

Izan was born into poverty. From a young age, he learned that life waits for no one and forgives nothing. His father abandoned them when he was just a child, leaving with another woman and his mother alone with two children and almost nothing. There were no goodbyes or explanations, only absence and unpaid bills.

His mother did what she could. She worked tirelessly to support them, and his older brother took on responsibilities far too great for his age. Izan grew up witnessing this constant effort, this daily struggle to survive on the bare minimum, and he understood early on that no one was going to come and rescue them.

At school, he was intelligent, very intelligent. He learned quickly, worked hard, and was always attentive. But that didn't matter. He was bullied for being poor: he didn't have a backpack, he wore torn shoes, and sometimes he didn't even have school supplies. They pointed at him, mocked him, and made him feel inferior. He endured it all in silence, concentrating on his studies, believing that would be enough.

It wasn't enough.

Over time, need, frustration, and trauma took their toll. His intelligence was still there, but reality pushed him down a different path. He began to steal, first out of necessity, then out of habit. He joined gangs, learned to survive on the streets, to move in the dark, to trust no one.

Even so, he never stopped protecting his family. Everything he did, even the worst things, he did thinking of his mother and his brother. His older brother hates the life he leads; they argue often, and he tries to reason with him. His mother suffers in silence, fearing for him, but she never denied him love. Never.

Izan doesn't listen. He keeps going, stubborn, convinced that this is the only path he knows. But, even though the world has hardened him, the love of his mother and brother was always there, even when they had little, even when everything seemed lost.

That's what keeps him going.
And also what hurts the most.