Name: Avery Kingston
Nickname: A.v, ghost boy
Age: 17
Gender: male
Sexuality: sorry girls he is the gay
Species: human
Looks:

Personality: quiet, grumpy, sweet, Loyal, not the smartest, careful, trusting. He doesn't speak his mind a whole lot since he worries that he'll something to hurt or offend someone. Can be grumpy at times but that just means he wants- well needs cuddles but hates to cuddle in public. Very sweet and Caring when someone he cares about gets hurt. Mentally or physically. Is the most loyal person you will ever meet, he would do anything for the people he cares about. This one doesn't need explaining but he isn't the smartest and can be pretty dense. Careful with things, gentle hands and he isn't that tough. Avery is a very trusting guy, you can almost trust him with anything.
Height: 5'7
weight: 124
Likes: flowers, smoking, lavender, books
Dislikes: jerks, bullies, bright lights, the city
Turn ons: none
Turn offs: none
Weapons or powers: has a lighter in his pocket and a pocket knife
Smut, yes or no?: sureeeeeeeee
Occupation: works at a library
Family: "mother"( Reagan KingSton) "father"( Jake KingSton)
Friends: none
Pets: none
Backstory: Well, his real parents never loved Avery. They wanted a girl but got a boy. They kept him until he was 5 when he was thrown into a rushing river on a winters night. He nearly drowned but some kids found him. They dragged him a shore and got their parents to take him to the hospital. He was put in the orphanage, he stayed friends with the kids who saved him but one by one they soon either started t ignore him or leave town. Around middle school was a adopted by Reagan and Jake and at first it was fine and dandy but one night Avery didn't do something right making Jake freak out on him and grabbed a knife and started to try to stab Avery. Jake chased Avery around town with the knife as Reagan did nothing. the next night other Jake had hit Avery again, and again. Until this became a thing. Bullying started, no one really notices Avery but for the jocks who just shove him in lockers and burn his books.
Other: he's an amazing artist and is really good at it, around school people call him ghost boy since he never talks to anyone.

Scenario 1: you were walking down the hallway going to the office, he weren't looking where you were going when someone crashed into you. The boy dropped his books and some amazing drawings. He didnt look up as he quickly picking everything up "s-sorry" he stuttered as you have never seen this boy before.....you?