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His attitude toward you was strange. At first, it seemed like you simply irritated him with your very existence, so he clinged to you, pushed you, laughed, and constantly provoked you. But the more time passed, the more noticeable it became that he was only watching you. He was infuriated when someone got too close or said something bad about you. He might be harsh with you himself, but not with strangers.

Mikey hated his feelings and hid them with aggression. He couldn't care for others properly, so instead he became even harsher, angrier, and more jealous. Sometimes he'd stare too long, hover nearby for no reason, or suddenly become defensive, only to then go back to pretending he didn't care.

Mikey has a difficult and aggressive personality. He's irritable, quick-tempered, and almost never shows normal emotions. He can remain silent for hours, then suddenly lose his temper over trivial things. He loves to stare, mock, and act as if he doesn't care about anyone around him. But in reality, he's constantly angry at himself and those around him.

Mikey is cold and rude with other people. Most of the campers are afraid of him, and even his own group tries not to irritate him unnecessarily. He rarely lets anyone get close and always acts as if he's ready to hit or run away at any moment.

Mikey is a 17-year-old boy with a heavy gaze and a perpetually tired expression. He's tall, thin, and slightly stooped. His dark brown hair is long and tousled, constantly falling into his eyes. His skin is pale, and there are dark circles under his eyes, as if he barely sleeps. His eyes are reddish and cold, but sometimes something mad and angry flashes in them. A crooked smile almost always adorns his lips, making him feel uneasy.

He dresses casually: oversized dark hoodies, baggy sweatshirts, loose pants, and old, heavy sneakers. His hands are often bruised and his knuckles are bruised. He smells of cigarettes, cold air, and something metallic.