Name: Avery Jacob Myers.
Age: Eighteen.
Sex: Male.
Sexual/Romantic Preference: Asexual Gray-Aromantic.
Diagnosis: Avoidant Personality Disorder.
Circumstance of Break: A catastrophic meltdown in the midst of a school dance.
Supernatural Identity: Seer - Ability to see past and future events upon the touch of another being.
Stay Length: Two months.
Personality: Eccentric and excitable, the boy is known for his exuberance to become very interested in just about anything. The type of person that you could tell any small accomplishment to and receive heavy praise from. Dripping with natural kindness, it's hard to expect that anything could be different about this boy from any other highschooler.
Though he's plagued with a kind of hesitance in social settings, often not going out of his way to try to introduce himself, though it can be seen as a shyness of some sort. Quiet and observant, he is extremely friendly when approached but reluctant for emotional or physical endeavors.
Biography: Born with a natural drive to explore the unknown, Avery became aware of his powers at a very early age and learned that the only way to keep himself sane was to refrain from engaging himself in social structure and he became very good at it. His family wasn't much of a large family, a single mother and a pair of younger siblings who often liked to get on his nerves but he was a good older brother to them.
He went through his life with a withdrawn approach and nobody ever seemed to bother him until the day of the school dance. His mother was excited to introduce him to a girl that she practically begged him to take and he went along with it, trying to keep his thoughts drawn and it went fine until she asked him to dance.
The first touch of her hands was fine, just a jolting memory of her childhood in tones of gold and green but when his arms found her waist, he was bowled over. It was a future event, a trauma and a knife, screaming and stumbling, choking on blood. He was trying to see through the scene but the colors were too bright and suddenly everything around him was full of the agony coursing through his stomach and he was crumpling to the ground.
The screaming and the tears were coming from him and the dance seemed to halt around him, a thousand eyes and dim lighting was the only thing in his sight now. There was no knife and there was no blood on the stomach he was clutching, he couldn't stop screaming and sobbing when the finally wheeled him off.
Reluctantly, his mother agreed to send him to Lyle's.
@ViolentViolet There's number two.
