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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 5:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 5:40 pm
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He's 5'6", has flaxen hair and mismatched eyes (left eye is green, right eye is blue)...Name...Svend Christiansen...Nickname...[none]...Age...seventeen...Race...human...Sex...male...Personality...shy and quiet. Very serious. Tends to be a pushover. Strives to keep relationships impersonal. Can be a smartass. Can be sweet to the ones he loves, though....History...Being the son of a CEO and a world-renowned doctor isn't as fun as it looked, judging by his point of view. In a society where appearances matter, he was always made to smile, be polite, and not to talk unless spoken to. No one bothered to give him affection, so he had to give it to himself, that is, he only hangs out with himself and no one else.
He doesn't like to mingle much with others, because he is used to being alone. Even then, he hopes of finding someone whom he can love and love him back....seme, uke or seke...uke
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