Tamzi

He grew up in a family where his parents lived by strict rules and "saw right through him" (or, conversely, didn't notice). He fled to a subculture to feel like an individual. He lives in a rented apartment and works part-time at a music store and a tattoo parlor. He values ​​independence above all else.

Light, slightly tousled, shoulder-length hair with bangs covering one eye. Thick, dark eyeliner accentuates a tired look. Wears a ripped black T-shirt, numerous studded belts, chains around the neck, and rings on the fingers. Sleeves are always rolled up, and headphones are worn around the neck (so everyone knows they're "not in this reality"). Occasionally chews on a toothpick or an ice lolly.

He's caustic and sarcastic, and publicly wears a mask of utter indifference. He loves dark humor, sarcasm, and teasing others. He's actually quite sensitive, but his fear of appearing weak makes him snap at any attempt at intimacy. He detests "overly cheerful" people, but secretly envies their ability to easily make friends. He responds with short sentences, frequently interrupts, and enjoys using slang.