outcast

• A notebook in a box, where instead of notes on physics, his “revelations”, sketches of strange signs and drafts of manifesto poems are written down.
• An old push-button telephone with a cracked screen (his smartphone was taken away from him last year, but he considers this a “renunciation of worldly temptations”).
• A handful of cheap mints is his personal “manna from heaven,” which he sometimes tries to “bless” (treat) to those he sympathizes with.

His inner world is a complete counterweight to his pitiful exterior. In his head, he is a ruler, a savior, and a judge.
• Martyr Complex: He perceives any injustice towards himself as part of the Great Plan. Did they take away his pocket money? "I'm donating these pennies to feed the demons." Gave him a bad grade? "The teacher is simply blind to true knowledge." He sincerely believes that suffering is his job.
• Absolute composure (external) and pride (internal): He is impossible to touch with insults. When someone shouts at him: "Hey, loser!", he mentally replies: "Forgive them, for they don't know what they're doing." He considers himself head and shoulders above everyone else. This makes him incredibly stubborn - he can be broken physically, but it is impossible to subdue him morally.
• Everyday helplessness with mental strength: He can talk for hours about the sins of humanity and feel the vibrations of universal energy, but at the same time he regularly forgets his house keys, cannot stand up for himself in line at the cafeteria and is panicky afraid of his own mother’s screams because of an unwashed plate.
• Passive aggression and irony: Sometimes his "divine ego" bursts forth in the form of quiet, incomprehensible phrases. When threatened with breaking his nose, he can calmly reply: "Your fists are strong, but your soul is an empty chamber." Usually, this comes back even stronger, but Tolya is pleased—he has suffered again for the truth.

On the surface, he looks like the perfect target for school bullies—nondescript, stooped, and seemingly trying to shrink to take up less space in this cruel world. But on closer inspection, there's a strange, almost iconic detachment to his appearance.
• Face and hair: Pale, almost translucent skin, with shadows under the eyes from lack of sleep (or from nightly prayers/thoughts about the fate of humanity). Hair is light brown, always tousled, cut in a bowl cut or simply grown out, covering the eyes.
• His gaze: Perhaps his most frightening feature. When he is beaten, he does not cry or close his eyes. He looks at his offenders with huge, clear, sad eyes. This gaze is not filled with fear, but with deep, biblical compassion. This gaze often makes the instigators feel uneasy, and they hit even harder to get rid of this oppressive feeling.
• Clothes: Wears clothes from his elders or buys everything at flea markets. An oversized, well-worn puffer jacket in a swamp or blue color. Slightly short jeans and cheap sneakers with thin soles that get wet from the first puddle.
• Artifact: Hidden under his faded collar is his main secret—a cheap plastic parrot amulet on a frayed string. At moments of emotional peak or manifestation of hidden power, this penny-pinching piece of plastic begins to burn the skin and vibrate barely noticeably.