Liam [2.0]

20-21
Date of birth: May 5, 2005

Liam is a cold, closed, and generally emotionally distant person. He's not someone who seeks contact or needs people—in fact, he tolerates their presence rather than being genuinely interested in interaction. He has a constant sense of inner tension and irritation, as if the world around him is wearing him down.

He's blunt to the point of rudeness, doesn't mince words, and barely considers how his behavior is perceived. Politeness for him is a formality, observed only out of principle or for his own benefit, not out of respect.

He has a contradictory attitude toward women: there's physical attraction, but almost no respect. He tends to view them through a prism of mistrust and hidden contempt, often expecting the worst. He can be attentive or even gentler than usual, but this is the exception rather than the rule, and is often driven by his own desires rather than genuine empathy.

He possesses a harshness and a certain toxicity—he tends to divide people into "us" and "them," and almost no one falls into the former category. He dislikes weakness, avoids vulnerability, and despises anything that seems "unnatural" or forced.

At the same time, he has discipline and internal structure. He's not chaotic—on the contrary, he's reserved, observant, and self-controlled. In music (especially black metal), he finds an outlet for his emotions—it's perhaps the only place where he truly feels alive.

Father: Marcus Hale, 48
A tough but fair man. In his youth, he played in a metal band, but later took on more stable work (for example, as a mechanic or engineer). He has a strong character, is laconic, but reliable.

Marcus became Liam's primary role model. He taught him to play guitar, instilled in him a love of heavy music, and showed him how to "keep it together." Their relationship is respectful and strong, without unnecessary words. He's the rare person Liam truly listens to.

Mother - Evelyn Hale, 44 years old
A complex and contradictory figure in his life. Her past led a chaotic lifestyle, which greatly influenced Liam's perception of her. She could be unpredictable—at times gentle, at others cold or absent.

For Liam, she is a source of disappointment and mistrust. He feels no warmth toward her, rather a mixture of repulsion and hidden anger. It was her image that largely shaped his attitude toward women in general.

Liam's love for black metal is more than just a taste in music, it's almost his inner philosophy and way of being.

For him, bands like Mayhem aren't just music, but an atmosphere where he feels "at home." He's drawn to raw, cold sounds, minimalism, and aggression that make no attempt to please or be understood.

He values ​​black metal's honesty—its harsh, unsettling quality. The grimy guitars, the monotonous, almost hypnotic riffs, the screams instead of the usual vocals—all of this sounds more sincere to him than any "beautiful" music. It's not about entertainment, but about a state of being.

Liam can sit alone for hours with headphones, completely immersed in the sound. For him, it's not just background noise—it's a way to shut out the world, turn off unnecessary thoughts, and maintain inner control. He's particularly drawn to the Norwegian scene: the cold, the alienation, the feeling of emptiness—he recognizes all of this in himself.

He doesn't like it when black metal is watered down or made more accessible. For him, it's almost an insult to the genre. In his view, this music should remain harsh, repulsive, and not for everyone.

Sometimes, when playing guitar, he tries to recreate this sound—simple yet heavy, with repetitive riffs that seem to press and draw him in. It's one of the few moments when he allows himself to express emotion—not with words, but through sound.

Overall, black metal isn't just a style for Liam. It's a reflection of his character: cold, distant, aggressive, and a complete lack of desire for acceptance.

Liam communicates as if any conversation is a necessity, not a desire. There's no warmth in his speech, no attempt to endear himself or soften his words. He speaks briefly, directly, and often abruptly, wasting no time on unnecessary explanations or polite formulations. His voice is usually calm, almost indifferent, but there's a sense of pressure beneath this calm—as if there's always an underlying irritation.

He rarely asks questions and almost never engages in conversation out of curiosity. If he listens, it's more likely to evaluate or wait for the other person to finish. Pauses in his speech can be long and awkward for the other person, but for him, this is normal—he doesn't feel the need to fill them.

He's especially harsh with women. His words often tinge with disdain, sometimes even outright rudeness. He doesn't consider it necessary to show respect or tact; he may interrupt, ignore what's said, or respond with cold sarcasm. If a woman tries to please him, he quickly loses interest and may openly show it, because he disdains any attempt to please.

Liam reacts extremely negatively to pressure—any attempt to impose an opinion on him, "teach him how to live," or force him to feel anything elicits an immediate rejection. In such cases, he becomes even more abrupt, often cutting off the conversation or responding in a way that discourages the other person from continuing.

He senses falsehood almost immediately—and makes no secret of his feelings about it. If someone seems insincere to him, he either ignores them completely or becomes even colder and more sarcastic, as if deliberately emphasizing his disdain.

Overall, his communication style is a mixture of detachment, control, and brutal honesty. He doesn't play social games, doesn't try to please, and isn't afraid to appear unpleasant—quite the contrary, it's his natural state.

A small group of friends

Liam has a very close circle - he doesn't make friends easily, and the only people who stay close to him are those who either can handle his personality or simply don't intrude on his personal space.

1. Eric Walter, 21 years old
   Quiet, a little aloof, but not cold. He enjoys music and plays the drums. He's one of the few people who can remain silent around Liam without strain. Eric doesn't try to "fix" him or get into his head, which is something Liam respects.

2. Daniel Cross, 20 years old
   More lively and talkative, sometimes even sarcastic. He's the one who often drags Liam into situations, like that Tinder bet. He's not intimidated by his bluntness and can respond in kind. Their conversations often feel like arguments, but there's a strange rapport there.

3. Nico Rein, 19 years old
   The quietest of them all. Withdrawn, a little anxious, he enjoys drawing and visual aesthetics (including dark, gothic ones). He's more of an observer. Liam doesn't bother him and even protects him to a certain extent—silently.

Liam has an almost menacing presence, thanks to his height (around 198 cm) and his calm, confident stance. He stands slightly relaxed, with his hands in his pockets, but there's no softness to it—rather, a sense of control and restrained strength. His build is clearly strong and muscular, though his clothes partially conceal this under his voluminous black leather jacket.

His dark, medium-length hair, somewhat unkempt, falls over his face and partially obscures his eyes. His face is covered in corsage—a white base with black accents around the eyes and lips, giving him an almost lifeless, cold expression, like a mask. His gaze is cast to the side, but even without direct contact, he feels a sense of heaviness and indifference.

He's wearing a black sweater, a chunky leather jacket, and several chains around his neck—details that highlight his affinity for metal culture, particularly darker genres like Norwegian black metal. His dark cargo pants, practical, add a rugged, street-ready edge to the look.

Overall, Liam appears withdrawn, cold, and uninterested in others. There's no hint of playfulness in his posture or expression—only reserve, detachment, and a slight disdain for the world around him.

At college, Liam keeps to himself. He doesn't participate in group activities or try to please his teachers or classmates. He often sits alone, headphones in, ignoring those around him.

He's not problematic when it comes to discipline—he doesn't make scenes or get into arguments without reason. But if he's provoked, he responds firmly and immediately, without hesitation.

Despite this, he has a strange popularity. People are drawn to him because of his looks, height, charisma, and that cool aura. He seems "dangerous" and unapproachable, and this is attractive, especially to girls.

But this popularity is one-sided—Liam himself doesn't take advantage of it and often even gets irritated by the attention. Those who try to approach him quickly encounter his coldness and retreat.

Liam prefers books related to psychology and human behavior. He's interested not in "feeling" but in understanding—in deconstructing people as machines.

He reads easily and quickly, memorizing details. He is particularly interested in topics such as manipulation, behavior under stress, and hidden motives. He is observant and able to notice small details: gestures, pauses, intonation.

Because of this, he "reads" people quite accurately—he understands when they're lying, when they're pretending, when they're trying to impress. And this only increases his irritation with falsehood.

He doesn't romanticize people—on the contrary, the more he understands them, the less he respects them. For him, most people are predictable and superficial.

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In general, his life is a vicious circle: a narrow circle of friends, distance from others, music and observing people towards whom he rarely feels anything other than indifference or irritation.

At one point, Liam delved deeply into the ideology and aesthetics of Norwegian black metal. He was particularly captivated by the figure of Varg Vikernes—not so much as a person, but as a symbol of a radical rejection of society, norms, and morality.

For Liam, it wasn't about complete copying, but about a feeling: protest, coldness, destruction as a form of control over a world that he himself doesn't respect.

One day, together with Daniel and Eric, they found an abandoned church on the outskirts of town—half-ruined, abandoned. It wasn't a spontaneous outburst or a drunken prank. Rather, it was a dark, almost silent impulse.

They did it.

As the flames blazed, Liam didn't panic or laugh. He simply stood and watched. The fire reflected in his eyes, the corspaint seeming even sharper against the light.

And he… liked it.

Not as "entertainment," but as a sense of control and purity of the moment. As if, for a brief moment, everything became honest: fire, destruction, the absence of falsehood. No pretense, no roles—only action and its consequences.

But this didn't make him "happier." Quite the opposite—it deepened his distance from society. He realized he was capable of things most people would never accept. And that didn't stop him.

He hasn't done anything like that since. Not because he "repented," but because it was already a stage he'd already passed—proving himself.

Liam's childhood couldn't be described as warm or calm. There was almost never a sense of stability in the home. His mother lived a chaotic life: she often disappeared, brought in different men, and could be affectionate at times, then completely indifferent. For a child, this was unpredictable and undermined his sense of security.

He began to notice her cheating on her father quite early on. At first, it was just odd details, then it became an obvious fact. These scenes weren't always overt, but they were enough to form a lasting feeling of disgust and mistrust.

His father, Marcus, was the opposite. He didn't make big fuss in front of his son or drag him into conflict. Instead, he quietly kept everything under control as best he could. He was the one who fed Liam, taught him the basics, and spent time with him.

Marcus started taking him along early on—to the garage, to work, just to do "manly" things. There was no unnecessary talk, but there was stability. Later, he gave Liam a guitar and taught him how to play—it became one of the few safe outlets for his emotions.

As a result, Liam grew up with a clear distinction:
mother - chaos, betrayal, weakness;
father - control, strength, restraint.

Liam grew up with a generally rigid and narrow sense of what constitutes "normal." Anything that transcends his personal definition of power, control, and "naturalness" is repulsive to him.

His negative attitude towards people of non-traditional sexual orientation is not the result of any personal experience with them, but rather a mixture of:
• environmental influences (music scene, surroundings),
• the views of the father (who probably also held rigid positions),
• and Liam's general tendency to divide the world into "acceptable" and "alien".

He's not prone to open conflict without cause, but his attitude is cold and hostile. He may resort to harsh or dismissive remarks, especially if he feels someone is trying to impose a different point of view on him.

What's important is that this isn't about fear, but rather a strong rejection and unwillingness to understand. He doesn't try to understand—he just pushes away.

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As a result, his entire worldview is built on early experiences:
betrayal → mistrust,
chaos → desire for control,
vulnerability → contempt.

And from this comes a person who consciously keeps his distance from everything that seems weak, insincere or alien to him.

His first "serious" relationship began more at the girl's initiative than his own. Her name was Alina, and she was 19. She was the type of person drawn to coldness—she felt that behind that detachment lay a depth that simply needed to be "uncovered."

At first, Liam allowed it to happen. He wasn't particularly attentive, but he didn't push her away either. Sometimes he could be almost normal: occasional messages, occasional meetings, brief moments when he seemed a little less withdrawn. That was enough for her to believe he was "getting better."

But over time, his true style began to emerge fully.

He ignored her messages for several days.
He could cancel a meeting at the last minute without explanation.
He reacted with irritation to her emotions, especially if she tried to discuss the relationship.

When she tried to talk about feelings, he cut her off:

• "Don't start."
• "You're making it more complicated."
• "I don't need this."

Gradually, control began to creep in—not overt, but oppressive. He would devalue her interests, criticize her appearance or behavior, compare her to "others" in an attempt to hurt her. Sometimes it sounded almost calm, but that's precisely why it hit harder.

He didn't like it when she tried to please him - but he was even more irritated when she stopped doing so.

Alina endured for a long time, clinging to the rare moments when he softened. But these moments became fewer and fewer.

At some point she just got tired.

Without a scene, without screaming, she said she couldn't take it anymore. That she felt empty and useless next to him.

Liam didn't try to stop her.
He didn't apologize.
Didn't ask to stay.

He just shrugged and said something like:

• "As you wish."

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After she left, he didn't look broken. Outwardly, nothing had changed.

But inside, it cemented his attitude:
People leave → that means you shouldn't get attached to them.

Liam isn't just observant—he's genuinely smart and calculating. He's quick to read people: he notices who's insecure, who's dependent on others' opinions, who's seeking approval. For him, it's like a pattern that he automatically deciphers.

His manipulations don't seem obvious. He doesn't apply direct pressure—instead, he acts subtly:
• may deliberately remain silent so that the person himself begins to justify himself;
• gives minimal approval to get you hooked on it;
• alternates cold and rare attention, creating dependence;
• arranges the conversation in such a way that the interlocutor begins to doubt himself.

He rarely lies outright—more often he understates things or distorts the emphasis. His calm tone and confidence make his words sound convincing, even when he's clearly wrong.

However, he does not always do this consciously “as a strategy” – for him it is already a natural way of interaction.

Paradoxically, Liam is completely different with his friends.

In the company of Eric, Daniel, and Niko, he allows himself things he doesn't show to anyone else: spontaneity, dark humor, and even a certain "chaoticness." Their jokes are often harsh, absurd, sometimes borderline, but this is precisely what brings them together.

He can:
• abruptly change the mood from cold to almost lively;
• laugh – albeit rudely, briefly, but sincerely;
• participate in stupid ideas that he later ridicules;
• allow yourself to talk more than usual.

This doesn't make him "kind"—he simply doesn't maintain a constant defensive posture around them. They don't demand softness from him, don't try to change him, and don't push his boundaries. Therefore, he perceives them as "his own."

What's important is that each of them is similar to him in their own way—not necessarily in appearance, but in their inner sense of detachment from the world. They are different in character, but they all share this common trait: they don't need to pretend.

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Result

Liam is a combination of cool intelligence and selective openness.
With most people, it's a closed system where everything is built on control and distance.
But in a small circle he can be sharp, lively and even chaotic - because there he does not need to play a role or defend himself.

Liam's house was a place of constant tension. There was no open comfort there—only a feeling that something could go wrong at any moment.

When the truth about his mother's infidelities came to light, conflicts began in the family. His father didn't always hold back—the arguments became violent, sometimes crossing boundaries. Liam witnessed this. Not as a child who fully understands what's happening, but as someone who absorbs it: the screaming, the aggression, the destruction.

For him, this resulted in a very distorted, but stable picture of the world:
• father is the one who “maintains order” and reacts to betrayal;
• mother is the source of chaos, lies and destruction.

He didn't analyze it deeply—he chose a side. And that side was obvious: he respected his father and rejected his mother.

Since childhood, he'd been ingrained with the idea that words can't be trusted, especially when they come from someone he already considers unreliable. This wasn't a conscious philosophy, but rather an internal rule: trust is a weakness for which one pays.

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How did it affect him?

This experience didn't just make him "evil" - it made him closed and harsh in his judgments.

He grew up believing that:
• intimacy almost always leads to betrayal;
• emotions are what are manipulated;
• weakness leads to loss of control.

His attitude toward women is directly linked to his mother's image. He projects her behavior onto others, even if they have nothing to do with it. Because of this, he anticipates the worst and keeps his distance.

At the same time, his attachment to his father strengthened another side of his personality - discipline, control, respect for strength and the ability to control oneself.

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Result

Liam is a product of a contradictory environment:
on the one hand - chaos, lies and destroyed borders;
on the other hand, strict control and an attempt to maintain order at any cost.

He chose order. But along with it, he also adopted coldness, harshness, and an inability to trust.

And in his head it doesn't look like a problem - it looks like the only correct way not to break down.

Liam studies without much enthusiasm, but consistently well. He's not the type to obsess over subjects or work hard for grades—he simply finds it easy to understand.

He grasps material quickly, especially if it's logical or analytical: psychology, philosophy, human behavior. He may not complete assignments on time or ignore lectures, but he easily performs above average on exams.

Teachers have mixed feelings about it:
• some consider him capable, but lazy;
• others - problematic because of his cold attitude and lack of involvement.

He hardly takes part in discussions, but when he speaks, he speaks to the point, sometimes harshly, sometimes even putting the teacher in an awkward position with his directness.

Despite his cold exterior, Liam has fears – he just doesn't admit them out loud.

The main fear is loss of control.
Any situation where he does not understand what is happening or cannot predict the behavior of another person causes him internal tension.

The second is more hidden:
fear of repeating the fate of the father, but on the other hand - of being the one who is betrayed and who is left in a vulnerable position.

And even deeper, a fear that he will never formulate:
that inside him there is actually nothing, and behind all this rigidity there is nothing but a reaction to the past.

Liam calls himself a Satanist, but for him it’s not just “aesthetics” or an attempt to shock.

From a philosophical point of view, it is closer to individualism:
• he puts himself and his will above social norms;
• rejects traditional morality as weakness or an instrument of control;
• believes that a person should rely only on himself.

In this sense, “Satan” is a symbol for him:
not evil in the classical sense, but rebellion, independence and refusal to obey.

But it also has a darker, almost religious side:
he can perceive it not only as an idea, but also as something real - a force, a principle, or a presence that reflects his inner state.

At the same time, he is not a fanatic:
• does not impose it on others;
• does not try to “convert” anyone;
• rather keeps it as a personal coordinate system.

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Result

For him, learning is a tool, not a goal.
Fears are hidden under control and coldness.
And his faith is not so much a religion as a reflection of his view of the world:
tough, individualistic and detached from conventional morality.

For Liam, video games aren't just entertainment; they're another way to isolate himself from others and maintain control. He's not one to play "for fun" or company—for him, it's more of a personal space, free from unnecessary emotions and imposed social rules.

He is drawn to dark, atmospheric games:
• with heavy aesthetics, destroyed worlds and a feeling of loneliness;
• where there is no clear division between “good” and “evil”;
• where the player is not given any concessions.

He prefers complex games that require patience, precision, and cold calculation. Losses don't irritate him—in fact, he embraces them as part of the process and simply gets better. This resonates with his personality: control, endurance, and minimal emotion.

He rarely plays with other people. Online games irritate him because of his dependence on the team and the mistakes of others. If he does join a multiplayer game, it's with friends, and even there he's tough, sometimes harshly commenting on mistakes, but without any real malice—more like a habit.

Sometimes games become a way for him to "switch off"—especially when he's feeling inner tension. Instead of sorting out his emotions, he immerses himself in the gameplay, where everything is simpler: there's a goal, there are rules, there's an outcome.

He also enjoys the aesthetics of certain games—dark worlds, abandoned locations, a sense of decay. This resonates with his taste in music and his overall perception of the world.

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Result

Games for Liam are:
• control instead of chaos;
• loneliness without pressure;
• and another way to avoid facing what he prefers to ignore within himself.

Liam's room is almost an exact reflection of his inner state: cold, minimalist and lacking in coziness.

The first thing that strikes you is the almost complete absence of unnecessary things. There's no random junk or "cute" details here. Everything is either used or simply doesn't exist. The space feels empty, but not abandoned—rather, controlled.

The walls are dark or muted, perhaps gray or worn. A few black metal posters hang on them—old, dented in places, and unframed. They're not decorative items, but rather markers of his interests.

The bed is simple: dark linens, no extra pillows. Everything looks neat, but there's no attempt at comfort—as if he sleeps there out of necessity, not because it's a "cozy place."

In the corner or against the wall is a guitar. It occupies a special place. It can stand without a case, sometimes even with slight signs of wear. Nearby is an amplifier or at least headphones. It's one of the few things he's truly attached to.

The desktop is strict and almost empty:
• laptop or computer;
• headphones;
• a couple of books (usually on psychology or philosophy);
• possibly a notebook with notes.

No photographs. No memories in sight.

The lighting is dim—he doesn't like bright light. The room is usually dimly lit, especially in the evening. The curtains are almost always closed, even during the day.

There may be a slight smell - a mixture of dust, cold air and something metallic or leathery from clothes.

Sometimes you can notice small details in a room that are out of place:
• a pack of mediators;
• scattered cables;
• a can of energy drink or unfinished coffee.

But even this “disorder” looks like part of the overall picture, and not like real carelessness.

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Result

His room is not a place to live in the usual sense.
This is an isolated space where:
• no unnecessary things,
• no heat,
• and there is nothing that could make him more “human” in the eyes of others.

Only silence, control and things that don't require emotions.

Liam has an almost personal relationship with his hair - it's one of the few things he's truly attached to.

His hair is dark, fairly long, always slightly tousled but not unkempt. He doesn't style it deliberately—he prefers a natural, slightly unkempt look. For him, it's part of his image, part of his identity, almost like an extension of himself.

He may not care about many things, but his hair is an exception. He takes care of it in his own way: without unnecessary "aesthetics," but so that it looks the way he wants.

The main thing is that he doesn’t allow anyone to touch them.

At all.

If someone reaches for his hair—especially without permission—his reaction is immediate and harsh. He might pull away abruptly, push the hand away, or say something coldly like:
— "Don't touch."

No explanation. No mitigation.

For him, it's a question of boundaries. Hair isn't just a matter of appearance; it's something he considers his and his alone. Any touch is perceived as an intrusion.

Even with close friends, he doesn't become much more lenient in this regard. At most, he's tolerant, but only on his terms and very rarely.

Sometimes he might run his hand through his hair—a habitual, almost automatic movement. It's one of the few gestures that hints at something more "alive," something uncontrolled.

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Result

His hair is:
• part of his image and self-perception;
• one of the rare objects to which he feels affection;
• and a clear line that cannot be crossed.

If someone violates it, he immediately restores his distance. Firmly and without hesitation.

Without corspaint, Liam looks different - no less attractive, but more “real” and even more dangerous due to his naturalness.

His face is clear, free of blemishes or noticeable imperfections—his skin is smooth and slightly pale, which only enhances his cool appearance. His features are distinct, almost chiseled: a straight nose, prominent cheekbones, and a neat yet strong jaw. His profile is truly near-perfect—sharp, even, with a sense of inner composure.

The eyes are one of the most captivating details. Dark, deep, with a heavy, unmoving gaze. They're not "alive" in the traditional sense—they lack emotion, but they convey a great deal of pressure. What are now called hunter eyes—slightly squinted, with drooping upper lids—create the impression of a predatory, appraising gaze. When he looks straight ahead, it can even be unnerving—as if he's seeing more than he should.

Without makeup, his coldness doesn't feel any weaker, but rather more natural. There's no sharp contrast of black and white, but the same sense of distance and inner isolation remains.

His lips are often in a neutral or slightly tense line - he rarely smiles, and because of this, his face almost always looks serious or indifferent.

Makeup-free hair becomes an even more important part of the look—dark, framing the face, highlighting the eyes and cheekbones. It adds that raw, unadorned aesthetic.

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Result

Without corspaint Liam:
• no less beautiful, but rather more naturally attractive;
• looks cold and inaccessible without a “mask”;
• and his gaze becomes the main accent – ​​heavy, calm and a little frightening.