Ivan.

There is an event in his past that has deeply broken him and in many ways shaped who he has become.

His father, his dad, was a firefighter. For Ivan, he was something of a quiet hero—a man who helped others, even at great personal risk. But one day, it all ended in tragedy: while responding to a fire, something heavy fell on him, hitting his spine, and he died.

This death deeply affected Ivan. He didn't just lose a loved one—he saw what kindness and a willingness to help could lead to. The thought became ingrained in his mind: if you help others and strive to be good, you can pay for it with your life.

Since then, this fear has haunted him. He's torn between his desire to be useful and his inner terror of the consequences. On the one hand, he's drawn to people, wants to help, to be there. On the other, he's afraid he'll inevitably have to pay for it.

That's why he's so contradictory: quiet, dependent on warmth, yet at the same time aloof. It's as if he's constantly keeping his distance, lest he repeat his father's fate—and yet he can't quite let go of the desire to be needed.

His voice is usually cold and detached—quiet, even, almost emotionless. He speaks quietly, without unnecessary intonation, as if trying not to draw attention to himself and keeping his distance. Sometimes there's a hint of weariness in his speech, as if each word comes a little heavier than it should.

But around those close to him or simply important to him, his voice changes. It becomes softer, quieter, and takes on a cautious, almost imperceptible, warmth. It's as if he's deliberately trying to soften his coldness, choosing his words more carefully, speaking a little more slowly—so as not to offend, to scare, to avoid seeming bad.

Sometimes it sounds a little awkward, as if he doesn't quite know how to be warm, but he still tries. And in these attempts, you can sense his sincerity—quiet, hidden, but real.

His hobbies are as quiet and reserved as he is - they help him cope with his thoughts and stay balanced.

He keeps a personal diary, where he writes down everything he can't say out loud—thoughts, experiences, images. It's almost a necessity for him, not just a hobby.

He also loves putting together puzzles and solving riddles. He finds the process itself calming: slow, clear, where everything can be put in its place and completed.

He occasionally returns to creating Roblox games. He does this rarely, unhurriedly, more to distract himself and immerse himself in something of his own.

He also often listens to music—mostly dark or calm. For him, music is a way to drown out the internal noise and feel a little less lonely.

In general, his hobbies are not about joy or activity, but rather about silence, control, and the opportunity to hide from himself for a while.

He's a quiet and reserved man who rarely shows emotion. Outwardly, he appears detached and indifferent, but inside, he's constantly struggling with his own thoughts.

He carries a burden no one knows about. Everything that troubles him—fears, dark images, even terrifying thoughts of violence—he doesn't let out, but writes it down in his notebook. It's his only way to cope with what's going on in his head.

At the same time, he is very dependent on people. In some ways, he's even like a dog: he quickly becomes attached to those who show him even the slightest warmth and attention. But he also quickly withdraws if he feels cold, ignored, or rejected. Because of this, his behavior can seem unstable and difficult for others.

He's not easy to be around—he's reserved, vulnerable, and sometimes frightening with his thoughts. But despite this, he genuinely tries to be helpful and to help others. If he's not rejected, he becomes a loyal and quiet person who will be there for you and do everything in his power.

The character on the right looks like a simple, slightly odd worker with a rather blank expression on his face.

He has short, gray, shaggy, and unruly hair—it looks unkempt, as if he doesn't take special care of himself. He wears a red cap with the word "Roblox" written in black, which he wears a bit casually.

His skin is grey.

His face is greyish, almost emotionless: small black eyes and a straight line of the mouth create a feeling of calm or even slight detachment.

He's wearing a white long-sleeved shirt over a dark blue vest. The vest features a Ouija board with the words "yes," "no," letters of the alphabet, and numbers written on it. This adds a slightly strange, even mystical, air to the character.

Overall, he appears to be a quiet, slightly unkempt and mysterious character.