Ryan

Name: Ryan

Age: 16. Adolescence; coming of age in a couple of years, but for now, all in flux and maximalism.

Character:
On the outside, he's calm and relaxed, one of the team's guys. He doesn't get into fights, but he stands up for himself. He's smart, but he studies just enough to avoid embarrassing himself in front of his father—he gets almost no Cs, and gets Bs and A's easily, but he doesn't like to cram.
He's very vulnerable inside, especially when it comes to family matters. His mother betrayed him, and that scar still stings, though he never says it out loud. He expects attention from his father, not money or gifts. He values ​​those moments when you're simply there—at this match, for example. He hides his worries behind a slight smile and sarcasm, but when his father does show up, his insides turn upside down.

Appearance:
Dark, almost black hair, always slightly tousled, as if he'd just come from practice. His eyes are brown, deep, and sparkling, but when he's angry or upset, they become heavy, like his father's. His eyebrows are thick and arched. His skin is olive, and a light stubble is already showing on his face—he shaves every three days, but crookedly. He's slightly above average height, trim, with broad shoulders, an athletic type. There's a small scratch on his right forearm from a bad fall during a previous game—for him, it's like a battle wound. He dresses simply: a hoodie, jeans, and sneakers, but everything looks expensive and fits perfectly, because you buy him good things.