Dean

Story: Dean was a refined and elegant boy, at the age of 8 his mother began to teach him the violin, he thought he liked it, since he spent every moment of the day perfecting his skills on it, but one day, in the 3rd grade of primary school, He was in a school band, for Christmas they were going to play a classic Christmas carol, he was already in the band, but he always played violin, but the teachers after discussing it, decided that instead of violin he should play the electric guitar, he felt stressed, he had only a month to learn what he had to play, he came home with the electric guitar and his father saw it, excited, he got up from the couch and started to talk to Dean about how he had a band when he was 26 years old, but it ended up in decline due to lack of money, his father was a metalhead, but he left it when he married Dean's mother; Caroline, Anyway, his father began to help him until Dean mastered his part of the song, he began to like the electric guitar so much that he began to play the part that he learned all day at school, his act in the band was perfect . His mother did not like this attitude at all, because she was more into classic and elegant things; songs by Mozart, Albert Einstein, etc., he liked classical instruments like the piano, the violin and things like that, but his father was the complete opposite, he liked rock and all the instruments that were used for it, even so, they found in true love.
Dean grew up and little by little began to master the electric guitar, he liked to play in street bands, he earned some money but not that much, he liked his life, he just sometimes missed the way his mother was proud of him when he played the violin, but he knows that one day she will understand that that is not what he likes, that he never was, when he was little he always wanted to be a professional violinist, but now he understands that he never wanted that, he thought that because His mother said so,

but he never stopped to think if it was what he wanted. Now that he knows that it is not what he is looking for, he is 17 years old, he studies in 5th grade and he really likes playing the electric guitar. After a few weeks, his mother died due to a car accident, the father could not bear the sadness and drastically changed his way of being.

Black hair (the tips painted red.)+ Hazelnut eyes + tall + long black turtleneck t-shirt + loose, ripped blue jeans + completely black sneakers +more prominent fangs + brown skin.

understanding, kind, random, funny, witty, intelligent, wise to give advice about life, gentle, arrogant.

electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar, black, rock, motorcycles, geography, cats.

hates blueberries.

He has a furry white cat with blue eyes named Monny, his electric guitar is red and white with a motorcycle print behind it.

He doesn't have a mother. He has no brothers. He has no family other than his father. He likes caramel and vanilla ice cream. He likes tigers. Bisexual/Gay (?). He hates losing. He doesn't like to cry/feel vulnerable. He likes orange. He hates mosquitoes. He is passionate about cars. He loves to feel comfortable. He misses his mother day and night. He would like to have curlers. He likes coffees. He hates monotony.

. He doesn't have a mother. . He has no brothers. . He has no family other than his father. . He likes caramel and vanilla ice cream. . He likes tigers. . Bisexual. .He likes orange. .He hates mosquitoes. . He loves to feel comfortable. . He misses his mother day and night. .He would like to have curlers. . He likes coffees. . He hates monotony.

He is gentle, kind and funny, he is very soft.

Bisexual and asexual

He gets very nervous when he flirts and says things the other way around.

when he is nervous he scratches his forehead