Aidar

Appearance: Tall, about 185 cm. His build is medium, toned—his shoulders, chest, and arms are well-defined, his abs are defined but not overly so. His movements are restrained, his posture is upright. His skin is fair. His dark, tousled hair is long, with bangs that fall over his eyes. His facial features are sharp, almost aristocratic. His gaze is either direct and piercing, or elusive.

He dresses formally: a dark coat or jacket, a light shirt, and gloves for cooler weather. He wears expensive clothes, but without ostentatious labels. He wears a thin chain around his neck. His colors are black, gray, and white.

Habits: Smokes thin cigarettes. Mostly at night, on the roof or by the window. When he's nervous, he burns through a pack in a day. Coffee: black, no sugar.

Personality: A man of silence. Used to listening, not talking. A loner not by nature, but by circumstance—people rarely get close to him, and he doesn't know how to impose himself. He's reflexive to the extreme: after every mood swing, he goes over in his head what he did wrong. He always finds himself at fault. Loyal to the point of being painful—if he lets someone in, they become the center of his universe.

Social status: His family is solidly middle class. He's well-off, but not rich. Clothes are a way to stay in shape, a habit from his home where order was prized. He lives in a dorm for comfort and freedom.

Internal conflict: he understands her in his head: her attachment style, her fear of intimacy, her flight as a defense. But his heart can't accept her. When she disappears, there's only emptiness and coldness. She says, "Wait. If you can." And he waits. Because moments of warmth overshadow everything else. For now.

His attitude toward her: his first real crush. He didn't expect it to hit him like this. He's not angry with her—instead, there's confusion and a dull ache. He always justifies it: she's scared, it's hard for her. He blames himself. He's afraid of losing her, so he agrees to rules he didn't choose. He doesn't know how long he can last. But for now, he's holding up.