This will be the time for naming him....
Carcer, meaning prisoner, is a sullen boy for his young age, tries to smile for everyone. Carcer is not exactly emo, or a mary sue. Instead, he's quite something else. Carcer doesn't suffer from a family member's death, or a bad past... he's got a nice but dysfunctional and bipolar family that love him like a family should. Carcer is... not normal. He's extremely self-loathing, which rubs off on everybody else that he hates everything, but he doesn't. He only sees the filth and evil in himself, frustrated that he is such a 'horrible soul'.
Carcer is a boy, and he's got some bitterness to him. He's nice to have as a friend, but he's not much for being a friend to. Trying to be friendly to him makes him retreat into his shell and he tries to not listen because he is so convinced that he doesn't deserve it.
Likes;
Helping peeps out
Working
Dislikes;
Loud noises
vulgar language
indecent females
compliments
the idea of being selfish
junk food
smiling
being lazy
Strengths;
Carcer is a hard worker, and he doesn't give up. Carcer leans towards a over-worker and can strain himself trying to please others and himself. This drive makes him a good friend to have around when work needs to be done, but bad when the task is nearly impossible.
Weaknesses;
Carcer hates seeing people cry, hurt, or brood, so anyone who fakes tears can definitely count on him giving you whatever you want.
Easily manipulated.
Volatile(Now... you see, Carcer has these days where he doesn't leave his room. These days he is really best left alone, or someone gets their heart snapped into pieces, spit on, and ground into the earth...)
Never happy. Something people strive for is happiness, well... Carcer doesn't exactly strive for that... he strives for self improvement... and when he feels it isn't enough, he just pushes himself more. This fruitless and endless drive to be perfect makes it impossible for him to ever be happy, which means he's never really experienced the happiness others have, and it makes him... isolated, I guess.
Now, Carcer is not into letting people feel sorry for him. He hates it when they do, he hates it so much, it makes him furious with the person who even showed the slightest sign of pity for him. So... no pity parties.
Carcer may seem like he's completely making up this hate for nothing but... when he was really young... he wasn't good enough. He wasn't strong enough, or fast enough... to explain it would be to explain something even I cannot put into words to explain the day with the detail that Carcer remembers it. Carcer has a solid and unmoving memory, so vivid and precise that he can tell you what color the eyes were on the chap that was driving the car next to you a week ago. Yeah, pretty cool, huh? Carcer became so driven, now his memory is so direct and orderly that it makes it kind of odd. I mean... he never forgets.... anything.
Okay... I think I've outlined his personality...wait...
Allergies; He's allergic to stupid