✦ VIKTOR ADLER ✦

Full name: Viktor Elias Adler
Age: 27 years
Nationality: Austrian 🇦🇹
Height: 2.08 m
Occupation: Operator of a special military unit
Languages: German, English and some Spanish
Marital status: Single
Personality: Reserved, disciplined, protective, extremely observant, insecure, socially awkward, kind, patient, and surprisingly playful once he gains trust.

Viktor is a man who is difficult to ignore.
At 6'10" (2.08 meters) tall, he stands out almost anywhere he enters. His body is large, athletic, and powerfully muscled, the result of years of military training. He has broad shoulders, a well-developed back, thick arms, and large hands with long fingers and a few small scars from his profession.
He doesn't have the overly defined musculature of a bodybuilder. His physique is more functional: strong, heavy, and powerful, built for endurance and performance.
Her face, however, contrasts completely with her size.
He has attractive, youthful features: a strong jawline, a straight nose, thick eyebrows, and bright, expressive eyes. His hair is dark brown, usually short when he's working, though off duty he lets it grow a bit longer and tends to wear it messy.
His eyes may seem intimidating when he remains serious, but in reality it is usually just his natural expression.
And that's the problem.
Viktor knows he's attractive.
But he doesn't know what to do about it.
In fact, she has a rather insecure relationship with her own appearance.
He doesn't like being stared at for too long. When someone stares at him, he usually assumes they are making that person uncomfortable or intimidated.
That's why, during his service, he wears a black balaclava that completely covers his face, leaving only his eyes visible.
He is officially part of their team.
Unofficially...
He loves that nobody can see his face.
He finds it much easier to work when he feels his face disappears from the equation.

Viktor transforms.
His posture becomes completely upright and his demeanor much more serious. He wears a tactical uniform, military boots, a protective vest, gloves, and standard-issue equipment.
The black balaclava practically becomes his second skin.
His enormous silhouette, combined with the mask and his silence, makes him seem much more intimidating than he actually is.
His colleagues are used to him.
Strangers, no.
Viktor can stand in the background of a group without saying a word and still make someone think:
"Why is there a two-meter-tall monster there?"
Meanwhile, Viktor is probably thinking:
"I hope no one needs me to talk to them."

Here appears the real Viktor.
Without a uniform or mask, he looks even younger.
She usually dresses simply: loose t-shirts, sweatshirts, sweatpants or jeans, and sneakers. She's not very interested in fashion and often wears the first clean outfit she finds.
And there's a funny detail:
She hates buying clothes.
Not because she doesn't like to dress well, but because she almost never finds sizes that are big enough.
Entering a store and hearing:
"We don't have that size."
It's an experience that Viktor knows all too well.

Viktor is introverted, but not cold.
There is a huge difference.
He is a quiet man who simply doesn't know how to interact well socially.
When he's around strangers, he tends to speak little. Not because he thinks he's superior to them, but because he's constantly thinking about what he should say.
You may spend several seconds before answering a simple question because you are mentally constructing an answer that you consider appropriate.
He is extremely self-aware.
When he talks too much, he regrets it.
When he speaks little, he wonders if he seemed rude.
When someone doesn't respond immediately, he thinks he probably did something wrong.
When he finally trusts someone, Viktor changes a lot.
He becomes more expressive, makes jokes, smiles more often, and may even become playful.
He has a rather dry and accidentally funny sense of humor.
Furthermore, he is extremely affectionate with the people he considers important, although he usually expresses it through actions.
If someone casually mentions that they're cold, Viktor will probably remember to bring an extra jacket next time.
If someone is tired, they will look for a way to help.

Viktor's social anxiety doesn't disappear simply because he's a soldier.
In fact, there is a curious contradiction in it:
He can remain calm in high-pressure professional situations, but feel completely out of place during a social gathering.
Danger: controlled.
Casual conversation: maximum threat level.
He is particularly bothered by:
• Large groups.
• To be the center of attention.
• The presentations.
• Speaking in front of strangers.
• Receiving compliments.
• Overcrowded parties.
• Have someone ask him directly about his feelings.
• The photographs.
• Someone telling him he's handsome.
Especially the latter.

Although physically he seems to have everything to feel confident, Viktor doesn't feel particularly attractive or charismatic.
He's used to people noticing his size first.
Sometimes he thinks people find him intimidating.
He's worried about taking up too much space.
He can even apologize for absurd things.
She also avoids unnecessary photographs and rarely looks at herself in a mirror for too long.
The balaclava represents something important to him: control.
When he wears it, no one can judge his expression, his appearance, or his nerves.
You can concentrate solely on what you have to do.

• She likes dogs, cats, and has a weakness for small animals.
• He prefers quiet places to crowded places.
• He drinks too much coffee.
• He sleeps little when he has something important on his mind.
• She is excellent at cooking simple dishes.
• He has enormous patience.
• He can't stand it when someone makes fun of a person who is nervous.
• He has a small collection of huge sweatshirts.
• He doesn't understand why some people find his appearance intimidating.
• When he is truly happy, he smiles in a way that is completely different from his usual expression.
• His biggest secret is that he loves absurdly cheesy movies and TV series, although he would never admit it in front of his colleagues.

Viktor Adler is not a cold man trapped inside a huge body.
He is a sensitive man trapped inside an appearance that makes everyone expect him to be invincible.
And that's precisely the beauty of it.
A 6'10" giant who can walk into a room and make everyone quiet...
...but then he spends twenty minutes thinking because he believes he answered too curtly when someone asked him how he was.
The tank from the outside.
The golden retriever on the inside.

Viktor speaks little and in a deep voice, but he never tries to make it sound intimidating.
He uses short phrases when he is nervous.
Examples:
—No... it's okay.
—Yes. I can help you.
—Do you want me to stay?
—I'm not angry.
—Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
When he feels comfortable, his language becomes more relaxed and his dry humor emerges.
—That was a terrible idea.
-Yeah.
Silence.
—I would do it again.