Name: Sven Amilio
Nickname: Doesn't have a nickname per se, though due to his green hair and if he'd not in people's good books, then he has names related to that.
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Considers himself to be straight
Appearance:
Sven stands tall at a height of 5'6, not towering over tons of people, nor looking up to tons of people, so he was inbetween, the average, yet he didn't seem average of the common man with the most striking feature part of himself - his hair. Wild green! It even looked wild too, as it was long and grew from his scalp and sprouted out on all sides. If he wanted, he could dye it another colour, but he'd look fantastic either way with his hair which was like a snuggle-rug and did keep him warm (though in the summer, it also made him sweat). Everything had to have pro's and con's.
Though his favourite colour is green, which is why he retains his natural colour hair like the rest of his family and others, he sees green as the colour for him (seeing that it means hope and wisdom, and likes to think he is smart and a bright light to shine in the darkness). Green was also fantastic at camouflaging himself to stay hidden, so it helps, but as far as his attire was concerned, he wore anything that he felt comfortable, whether it would be white, red, cream, blue, anything. As long as it does it's job.
Sven has a tan-like skin, with a bright face where his golden eyes and his soft complexions on his skin shone outwards, complimented by his smile since he likes to remain cheery. Due to him doing runs every morning to give him some space and keep him healthy, there is no doubt whatsoever that Sven keeps in shape and makes sure he keeps it all. Afterall, he has to remain strong and best way to be strong and feel strong inside, is to be physically fit.
Personality:
Sven has a bright, illuminate personality, carrying an aura of a friendly nature. He is a really upbeat, cheerful, and friendly person. Sometimes he tends to talk too much without knowing it while being friendly, but despite such a flaw, he does encourage those around him. When others feel depressed, he's once of the first, if not the first, to be at their side to make sure they are okay, and if not, he will do his best to make them better. His friendlyness is often described as aggressive, as ironic as it sounds, with little sense of social boundary.
When he's in the mood, he is also quite energetic and puts his heart and soul in the things he loves, which brought about his love for music. His favourite instrument and the one he tends to play is the trumpet. Other instruments he likes is those that he is in control, how he can control how a sound sounds, to make sure he gets the right tone to come through. However, if he does not feel his usual jumpy and energetic self with lack of motivation, then his music would also fall aswell.
Sven has quite a heart due to how lovable and caring he can be, already having a crush on a girl, only to be rejected as his type of music was no longer desired as much as it once was. It's hard for Sven to let go off some things, especially something or someone close to his heart, which is why he begun music in the first place, in remembrance of someone who did love, and now the only thing he has left.
Likes:
- Music
- Food (who doesn't)
- People being happy
- Running/Exercising/Sports
- People being upset (within reason, but he still tries to help even those that don't want the help when they do need it)
- Bullies (though has no choice but to go through the daring game in order to get anyway)
- His brother, Devin
- Those who break hearts
Ambitions/Aspirations:
- Find others like him to play with
- Not mess up his new start at Harlow High
- To increase his skill in playing music, maybe writing songs, or singing them since he has a voice, but for singing, he uses the [mute] button
- Become popular, though he wasn't aware of the daring game until he went to Harlow High, and now dreads what may happen, but if he don't go through it, he will be looked down on and he can't fulfill any of his aspirations, or even find someone to love him...
- Being alone
- Not finding any friends
- Being bullied
- Rejection!
Background:
Sven was born to Christine and Victor Amilio. Well, that's how it was for him, and it was all he really accepted. His family was....complicated, and the family he was, he wasn't even sure if it was his home in the first place. Yet wherever they went, his mother, Christine, and his annoying evil brother Devin went also. Sven hated being looked down upon, so he was over the moon when he first went to school, and unlike home, he was....a big hit. His mother was the one who could care less. Afterall, she often slept around in her youth so it was unknown which child belonged to which father, and how close the ties were between his brother and an other unknown siblings who could be anyway.
He hated not knowing something, and was determined to find out. Thankfully his father, Victor was his true father and it was from him that he learnt music and attended concerts to watch his father play. Being at school, being with his father, was the best times of his life, before his mother said they were moving, but there was no sign of father until Devin told him that he was dead, before saying coldly, how he had other fathers to choose from, before leaving him in his miserable state, being all alone in his weeping.
Before, Sven just thought that Devin was just winding him up and constantly keeping him on his toes, but he was evil, cold, inhuman, and did his mother even have a heart when she passed from one man to the next. Regardless, he continued playing music in memory of his father, ignoring Devin, no matter how many times he took his instruments away before he played a dare to get it back. The instruments were all he had, so he had no choice to do them.
He missed his father. Not only did they go to concerts, but he took them away abroad, where he got his tanned skin. Sven loved the beach, and surfing with the others and then playing his instruments. Devin had no right, and never will, so he kept his stuff under lock and key. It was no way to live, and then as he came home from his last day of school, looking forward to going Harlow High after the summer, Devin asked him if he was looking forward to it, in which Sven nodded, before Devin push him against the wall, telling him of how people may be, how people's love interests grow and some get desperate, as he begun to maul him with his hand, on his face and round his waist.
Sven didn't know what on earth was happening, as he tried to bail out but Devin kept pushing him back, "What's wrong", he says, "Harlow High is for big boys, and big boys must know how to be big boys", as his hand crept under his shirt, along his skin and then reaching downwards. Sven continued to yell, telling him to get off, but then all hell broke loose when he felt Devin reaching lower, as he headbutted his chest to push him back and then pushed him away.
Devin merely laughed, "Brother is learning, but you need more than that, especially if you hit me", as he then slashed at him, kicked him in the stomach against the wall, and then threw him aside, "I'll tell mother you got beaten by big boys" he said, "Harlow High is not known to be High for nothing. There, your on your own if anything happens. It's not like your other schools, and that's all I'm saying. I'm not saving you if you get into trouble. You need to learn to defend yourself, or your done for. Happy dreams", before leaving him, still in pain.
Sven packed his belongings, took his fathers' money which he knew was stashed away. Devin might have the strength, but he wasn't as clever and cunning as he was, immediately leaving them and having time to cry to himself in his fathers' old retreat cabin. He missed his old school, he missed his games, he missed his friends, and now was afraid about going Harlow High. However, he soon lightened up to the idea, afterall, Devin had lied before, as he returned home.
Everytime Devin came towards him an odd way, he could stay well clear, or tell him to go away in a fighting posture, with Devin merely saying, "Your growing brother, your growing", which instantly made him realise that Devin merely wished to make sure he could be strong afterall and was strong enough. All the talk was just that. He wanted to scare him into action, and now Devin weren't hurting him anymore. Maybe he was alright afterall....but that still didn't explain why he was still nasty to him when they were both alot younger.
How will things go at Harlow High? Leaving with his usual attitude to a new school as usual, Sven leaves with his usual smile. Only a matter of time will everything be explained.......