My life on a roll of the die. RNG, stay with me!
Liam is almost always drawing. He's constantly either doodling, or sketching. And when he isn't drawing, he's writing. Poetry, fanfiction, he doesn't care which. But he does it. He claims not to be very good, but hey. Has an acute appreciation for the finer things in life. Strong believer in the power of luck.
Tends to be seen wearing fine French suits during the day, and at night, he sleeps in a simple blue pajama set. Has a rapier used in his fencing that he has named the "Lady Luck." Doesn't usually fight with it, but he has foiled a few bullies in his time.
Room: A windowless room, every inch of wall is covered in various posters, many of which are the covers of books enlarged, or copies of famous artwork. On the door is a dartboard. On the wall opposite his bed(the side walls, from the perspective of the door), he has a desk containing his computer, scanner, and printer, as well as large numbers of notebooks full of his writings, and various sketchpads. Next to his writing desk, he has a light table, for his more detailed drawings. Keeps his rapier next to his bed.
Always a bit of a loner, he's almost always drawing. Even in his fencing lessons, he's fairly quiet and reserved, speaking only when spoken to. But broach the subject of art, and you might not ever get him to shut up. His Fencing Studio's classroom has pictures of his classmates on the wall. While he's denied it, people are starting to notice his skill. His parents are urging him to attend an art school, or to get a creative writing major, but it just doesn't seem to stick. He enjoys it, yes, but he doesn't want to do it for a living. At the moment, he's just trying to survive high school with his B average intact.