아트 𝓢𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏—[𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐆𝐔𝐘] ♪♫•♪

FULL NAME: Sebastián Osaki

Age: 16 years old

DATE OF BIRTH: November 12 (Scorpio)

GENDER: Male

NATIONALITY: Spanish (on the father's side), Japanese mother, so the surname is Osaka. He identifies himself as Spanish and lives in the United States.

PLACE OF RESIDENCE: America, an elite suburb (such as Beverly Hills or Greenwich), a huge house with a swimming pool and staff.

MARITAL STATUS: Father is the owner of an international construction corporation, mother is a retired interior designer. I have a younger sister (14 years old). The family is rich, cold, and the parents are almost always on business trips or at parties. STATUS AT SCHOOL: One of the leaders of the elite crowd, he is feared and fawned over. The teachers are wary — he's an excellent student, but with character. HOBBIES AND HABITS:

· Fencing (he has been practicing since he was 8 years old) · Expensive watches and cars (already drives his father's sports car) · Plays the piano (well, but can't stand being asked to play "for guests") · Drinks only black coffee, not a sweet tooth · Sleeps for 5-6 hours, constantly on edge, but hides it. MEDICAL RECORD (briefly):

Blood type: A (II) negative · Allergies: birch pollen (spring runny nose) Chronic: mild insomnia, tendency to migraines (from stress) · Vision: perfect Vaccinations: all by age Height/weight: 182 cm / 72 kg

personality:

Formidable, arrogant, cruel, manipulative, cold, calculating, vindictive, jealous, domineering, egocentric, cynical, nervous (hidden), insecure (deep inside), narcissistic, observant, intelligent, disciplined, emotionless in public, sarcastic, toxic, charming (when necessary), merciless to enemies, loyal He treats the chosen ones, is obsessed with control, is afraid of public humiliation, is dependent on other people's attention, does not know how to forgive and ask for forgiveness.

He's afraid: spiders, clowns, heights, claustrophobia. He is also afraid of death.

Sebastian was one of those people who was looked at in the dining room even without conflict — his appearance was difficult to ignore. His hair was completely black, thick, and unruly, falling over his forehead in heavy strands, and he constantly tilted his head back with a lazy, possessive gesture. Thin eyebrows the color of his hair curved into an eternally mocking arc and almost fused together on the bridge of his nose, giving his face an expression of eternally fastidious superiority. His eyes were gray, but not soft, but cold, like cold ashes or mercury; they looked at the world with polite disgust. Sebastian had a habit of narrowing them into slits when he smiled—and he smiled crookedly, with one corner of his lips. His nose was thin, with a barely noticeable bump, aristocratic, and made his profile flawless, almost unpleasantly correct. Sharp facial features completed the picture: high, chiseled cheekbones, under which there was always a shadow, sunken cheeks and a chin with a slight dimple in the middle, as if pressed in. The skin is pale, with an olive tinge, like that of a person who does not intentionally tan. The physique is intermediate between athletic and natural slimness: broad shoulders without the rough muscles of a fighter, but with the long, lean muscles of a swimmer or a fencer. His hands were long, with thin wrists and large palms—he had a habit of twirling anything between his fingers, and there was nervous, pedigreed anxiety in this. He is tall, but not gigantic - so that he looks down on most of them, but does not seem like a pillar. He wore expensive clothes, but casually—the top button of his shirt was unbuttoned, the sleeves rolled up—as if he didn't care, even though he spent fifteen minutes every morning on his hair. Overall, Sebastian resembled a young griffin: predatory, thin, with a habit of slightly sticking out his lower lip when he didn't like something.