Things you can't see from the picture: The many scars along his arms and legs, aside from the name "Leopold", the scars are just random figures. Many of them appear to be flowers and crosses. His height is 5'10", and his weight is 98.7, making him a very scrawny lad.
Name: "He seems to have carved a name into his leg at some point. The name is Leopold, but he is unsure if that was his name or somebody dear to him."
Serial Number: 27437
Age: "He thinks he is about 19, but he is unsure, just like everything else about himself."
Orientation: "G-... Err, he doesn't... Know..."
Personality: Quiet, but not shy. 27437 is quiet because he prefers to observe than speak, but when he does speak, he's rather... Kind. He is a bit odd, but how could he not be? He makes strange jokes, that are usually twisted and can be taken as cruel, but he means no harm. The more demented his remarks towards you get, the more he likes you, you could use that as a gauge. 27437 has taken up many hobbies at his stay. One of the hobbies is music, nobody actually lets him listen to music, but you can often hear him singing or humming in his room. His voice is strangely well trained though, perhaps this is not a new hobby?
Length of time at The Red Retreat Asylum: "He has been here for 7 years, 4 months, and 2 days..."
Mutations and abilities: "His vision in purest of dark is superb, he can see perfectly, he doesn't understand why everybody seems to make such a big deal about night. The more light there is, the less he can see, it hurts his eyes and makes them close. He can feel things moving around him, well, much further than around him. He can feel things up to 100 feet away, he knows where everything is."
Weaknesses: "The... The nosebleeds... He gets them every hour, on the hour... It makes him feel awful... He doesn't understand where it comes from... So much blood... Somebody, please, get it out... Light... The Light hurts him so... It pierces his eyes and makes them sting... As if the purest salt is being rubbed into his already so sore eyes... Somebody, get it out of him... Heaving... He gets a bout of dry heaving once a day... It causes him to fall to the floor and tires him to the point of hysteria... Why can't he stop heaving...? He tries to eat more, but it doesn't help, he tries ot eat less, but it doesn't help... What is causing the heaving...? Please, get it out of him..."