Il semble que son facteur d'intimidation n'ait pas fonctionné et ses vieux amis ont en quelque sorte forcé leur chemin comme ils l'ont visité si souvent. Les yeux de lavande clignotant alors que le sac de marchandises offertes était forcé dans ses mains, il donna un léger soupir. Il ne s'est pas senti surpris par ces actions. Malgré son départ à l'âge de onze ans, il semblait qu'ils se rappelaient encore quelque peu comment il était. Pour être honnête, il n'avait pas trop changé depuis. Il a un peu plus d'écorce. Il lui fallait en quelque sorte apprendre pour éviter trop d'ennuis. Evidemment, ces deux-là ne partaient pas exactement et ne prenaient pas pour une réponse alors l'homme pâle se relâchait, fermant la porte derrière eux avec son dos. S'incliner dans l'approbation mineure que Zac a enlevé ses chaussures avant qu'il ne regarde l'homme blonde.
"...enlève tes chaussures." Alver a dit fermement avant de prendre un moment pour jeter un coup d'œil sur sa maison alors que ses deux amis semblaient impressionnés.
« Grand-père me l'a donné il y a onze ans. » Il murmura avant de se faire remarquer par Julius alors que l'homme fortifé attaquait le sac. Alver a eu l'instinct d'être à proximité de quelqu'un d'autre. Bien que ses yeux languissent à l'enfantement Julius. Il n'avait pas beaucoup changé.
Un peu fronçant alors qu'ils plaisantaient sur le pied de Julius, la culpabilité et l'inquiétude s'accrochaient un peu à son cœur. Il n'avait pas l'intention de faire de mal à la grosse crasse. Même si l'idiot n'aurait pas dû bloquer la porte comme ça.
"Désolé..." Le grand homme pâle s'est excusé, mentalement en se palmant le visage. Pourquoi s'excusait-il? Ce sont eux qui s'invitent.
"Ne parle pas avec ta bouche pleine. Mâcher la bouche fermée. Et manger à la table à manger. Tu es toujours un enfant." Alver gronda, bien que sa voix fût plus douce par rapport au ton aigu « aller loin » qu'il avait utilisé et a légèrement claqué un doigt mince sur le front de l'homme plus court. C'est vrai. Ici, il pensait qu'il avait rompu l'habitude de sa mère. Je ne crois pas. Des gros fruits d'oie.
En regardant Zacharie à la mention de vérifier l'endroit, Alver soupira à nouveau. Doucement amusé comme il semblait Zachary était un peu plus franc et social, puis il se souvenait. Mais j'avais encore de la curiosité, et un peu de trouble. Mettre le sac de produits alimentaires sur la table avant de traverser la maison gracieusement.
Il ne pouvait pas croire que c'était arrivé.
Les yeux claquent pour regarder vers son ami à oeil bleu, clignotant un peu en surprise sur la raison apparente qu'ils étaient ici. Il lui a fallu un long moment pour le traiter avant qu'Alver ne donne une réponse tout aussi claire.
"Non."
C'était vraiment une idée ridicule. Ça faisait des années, les gens changent. Ils se connaissaient probablement à peine. Au moins, Alver les connaissait à peine. Il avait évité tout contact avec eux. Il n'a pas utilisé Facebook ou aucun de ces trucs fantaisistes doohickey sur Internet. Son email était son alias de travail, et son téléphone était juste connu de sa mère, Lily et Lucas. Il n'avait aucune idée de qui était quelqu'un.
Bien sûr, Harpy et Teddy n'avaient pas l'air de changer beaucoup. Surtout Teddy. De plus, rassembler les amis d'enfance voulait dire qu'il devait vraiment socialiser. Avec des gens. Dehors. Faites des choses que vos amis font de nos jours. Qu'est-ce qu'ils ont encore fait? Et il aurait dû voir Miky... Alver ne pensait pas qu'il avait des sentiments persistants. Il les a mis de côté après le rejet. Pourtant, il pouvait encore se souvenir de ce jour très clairement. Ce serait sûrement gênant. Puis encore une fois, une partie de lui voulait voir si le garçon était encore si mou.
"Nous ne sommes plus des enfants. Je suis sûr que tout le monde vit sa propre vie. Pourquoi commencer maintenant?" L'homme pâle a demandé, sa voix cool et calme, tout le temps que son esprit rattrapé qui a décidé soudainement de jeter une balle courbe dans sa vie tranquille sans égale.
Birthday
October 31st
Age
26
Formula and Sexuality
Versatile and Homosexual
Goal
To be a little more out of shell. Do what friends do. Hangout and things. Or attempt to.
Marriage/Family/Love Life
Has been in one relationship four years ago. But he shut himself in after the break up. Has a grey she-cat named Miko. His father, having died when Alver was fifteen, was a kind man. While his mother still lives working as a policewoman. Rarely home.
Occupation
Writer/Manga Artist/Artist
Appearance



Height: 7'0
Weight: 160 lb
Other prominent traits: His skin is ghostly pale, odd lavender colored eyes that occasionally change depending on the angle with the sunlight. White hair. Often wears a pair of glasses or contacts. Despite being tall, he's pretty skinny and almost looks fragile. But he can still pull off a judo move or two.
Middleschool/Highschool Clique
He's the nerdy, introvert sort of person.
Past Crush
He had a crush on Mikaela Winter during his school years. Alver felt a silent connection or familiarity towards his childhood friend. Perhaps because they both were... off in their own way. Bullied, misjudged. Alver didn't particularly have much hesitation when he figured out what he was feeling, and ended up confessing. Yet he was turned down. Heartbroken and crushed, he felt a bit bitter yet he just smiled in response. Then his father died, and the combination of grief assisted in secluding himself from everyone.
Current Crush
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Are you in contact with a Rose?
No.
Personality
Alver is sort of quiet at first, mostly because he starts out suspicious of other people due to what his parents often warned him about and his previous encounters. Due to this, he can be sarcastic, sometimes a smart-ass, and let out a bit more of his dark sarcastic humor. He's also sometimes a bit mean and bitter when it comes to people who seem to feel overly sorry for themselves. He doesn't mean to be cruel, it just comes out that way. However, he's a pretty mature, sweet and kind boy who's rather calm most of the time. Pretty level headed, and doesn't enjoy fights. He's naturally curious and adventurous and enjoys wandering about often, seeming to ignore any possible danger. Although he doesn't have a lot of social skills and finds it difficult on how to talk to others, he does want other people's company even for a little bit. Having been secluded most of his life. But he's always willing to lend a friendly ear to those who feel down, giving his own friendly advice and opinions. Quite a fatherly/brotherly figure towards those younger than him. He loves flowers, stargazing, singing and playing the piano. As well as practicing Judo his father taught him. He also likes animals. Despite his overall kind nature, he can be mischievous and enjoys teasing others and has a little bit of dark humor. Despite others not usually enjoying his presence and sometimes hating his own appearance, he has a small bit of pride in his looks and never really attempts hiding his hair anymore, even growing it out into a longer length. He also enjoys taking advantage of those who are a bit scared of him from the 'demonic, ghost, vampire' rumors.
He is however quite a bit naïve. Mostly a introvert during the day, and spending most of his time drawing or reading, he's not very good with technology or picking up certain things. He hasn't watched many movies, or adventured the internet other than strictly for work, sayings usually fly over his head, and he usually thinks his looks drive people away, so he never notices if people actually find him attractive. He's neat and organized, his house quite tidy and doesn't quite enjoy a mess. Though usually is the one who always cleans up even if the mess isn't his. Though he does enjoy wearing loose clothes as they are comfy. Likes cute things (including people).
Short Bio
On the day of Halloween, October 31st, gave birth to a boy with striking white hair and very pale white skin. Eyes a pretty light lavender color that often seemed to change color depending on where the light struck them. Sometimes lavender, sometimes a very light pale blue, and even a tinge of red people would say. His parents were quite shocked to see such a pale baby and wondered if he was just unhealthy, having never seen someone as pale as a ghost. He wasn't, the was just born with the gene of extremely rare pigments of a albino. So, his mother named him Alver, meaning "White" in Latin-American, along to fit with his last name, Rozu meaning Rose. His parents worried over his well being, as the doctors gave them proper diagnostics of possible defects of albinos, as well as studying their own research. They feared he would burn easily and wouldn't be able to see well since he had such low pigments in his eyes.
So he was quite sheltered as a child. His parents often trying to keep him indoors and away from people, in fear of others reaction. As well as not wanting their son to burn easily or hurt his eyes further. Alver however was the curious sort. He wanted to go outside, play, interact with the other children. Including going to school like everybody else. In which case, his parents relented as long as he wore a hoodie, brought a umbrella and sunglasses with him. Of course this made him look a bit more awkward.
His father died when Alver was fifteen, and his mother spends most her time working as a policewoman. Through his time in public school, he was often bullied for his looks. But he stayed around and put up with it so he could be with his friends. However, when his friendships fell apart... So did he. Unable to handle it and becoming bitter over people, he left public school to be home schooled. Shutting out the world and finding comfort in his own tiny one.
When he was fifteen year old and he was out playing by himself, he was kidnapped by a group of shady people. His parents were of course on the case and hunted them down, however, during the rescue, Son Rozu was shot in the crossfire and bled out. He lost his father that day and he blames himself for it. This was what really made him shut and push everyone away. Not wanting to put others in danger just because of how he looked. He didn't want to see someone else bleed and die in front of him like his father. Especially someone he cared about.
As a adult after his friendship broke with his childhood friends and his father's death, he more or less secluded himself from people as much as possible. Save the occasional few from work.
Other
*He has sensitive hearing and sense of smell. So he doesn't like loud places or strong smelling areas.
*He likes to play piano and sing occasionally.
*He enjoys cooking and is actually quite good at it.
*He'a a bit of a clean freak and his house is kept tidy.
*A habit of is that he takes care of others. Makes sure people are well fed, makes sure their clothes are straight, makes sure they have what they need. It's why he was taken advantage of by bullies as he'd usually 'help' them with their homework or give away his lunch. That and he his friends usually poked fun at how he could be a mother hen.
*He has a high dislike/fear of any vehicle and usually avoids using them.
*If ever he goes out in sunlight, he wears light colored clothes, sunglasses, and has a umbrella to protect himself.
*He likes cloudy or rainy days.
*He enjoys painting, and occasionally, he paints his childhood friends when they were kids.
*He's quite the dork really. Loves manga and comic books and the occasional video game. Though most he can't quite play as his eyes can't handle them very well. Most of the older games he could though.
Theme Song(s)
Pompeii by Bastille
Away From The Sun by 3 Doors Down
Answer 
Coward Montblanc 



(Acquaintance / Friend / Close Friend / Best Friend / Love Interest / Boyfriend-Girlfriend / Ex / Enemy)
Zachary Harper
Past and Present Relationship: Childhood Friend
"When we were kids, Harpy and Miky were pretty much the kids of the group. I remember Harpy was so adorable and looked like such a girl. It's a reason I called him Harpy. For his last name and to tease his feminine features. Still, he was a bit of a baby and I often found myself trying to baby him. He was a bit of a scatter brain though. Honestly, I swear he needed other people to take care of him. I didn't really mind when he needed attention though... Hope at least nowadays he can stand on his own."
Genie Fulton
Past and Present Relationship: Childhood Friend
"If I was the calm one, GG the Pup was the temperamental one. He could get loud and I swear you even hint at a competition, he'd jump at the chance. He even tried to beat me at painting. That was messy. We'd butt heads occasionally, but to me he was like a large dog. Lots of barking, but was loyal and cute when he wanted to be. And despite his temperament, I knew he was someone I could rely on back then."
Julius Graham
Past and Present Relationship: Childhood Friend
"Awe Teddy. Such a cute kid. Despite the big guy he was lovable like a teddy bear. Adorable in his own way, course he didn't always enjoy it when I teased him about it. Always saying he was totally manly or something. But I liked him when he showed his true colors. When I painted, he would watch me sometimes, but whenever I offered for him to try, he'd just refuse. It was a pity. I still think of him fondly even now when I paint. Thinking his cheerful self would probably brighten this lonely house."
Mikaela Winter
Past and Present Relationship: Childhood Friend/First Crush
"Miky... He had always been such a cutie. Despite being older then me, I just wanted to coddle him, protect him and make him smile. He was just so... Breathtaking is what comes to mind. It's hard to describe. When we were young, he spoke of such interesting fantasies sometimes. I wanted to paint them. Draw them. See what he saw. Course I couldn't quite replicate it, but it was nice trying. I was drawn to him unknowingly at first until we reached middle school years. Perhaps it was because his eyes were a little odd like mine... Or he was just odd as I was. So I got a little brave with some encouragement and confessed. I was rejected however. I knew that such a thing was possible, but I guess in my heart I was hoping for something straight out of a romantic book or a shounen manga. I also didn't realize how much it would hurt. And it really hurt. Cause the combination of fear, guilt, and bitterness held my heart. I was afraid I had just ruined our life long friendship. Guilty that I made Miky uncomfortable... And bitter that he didn't accept me. I knew it wasn't his fault, I did really. I hated myself for thinking that. I didn't want my friends to see the disgusting side of me. So I ran away. Like a coward and just ended up destroying my friendships. Thinking to myself 'they are better off without me. No one needs me. I'll just do what my kind does. Ghosts disappear.' So that's what I did. Disappear from their lives, letting them live them. It was fine. I'll be okay alone. Everything was better that way."
Niles Blake
Past and Present Relationship: Childhood Friend
"Coolio was a fun kid. He generally was just fun to be around. A bit silly.. Whenever we got in trouble, he was pretty much the one that talked us out of it. Then was able to laugh about it later. I had to fix his hair sometimes. It always felt he just royally messed it up. He just laughed at about anything though. It warmed the heart really."
Lucas Adolf
Past and Present Relationship: Ex-Boyfriend
"He's crude... insensitive... a jerk... and at times cruel. Yet he could show such kindness sometimes. He always had a talent at pulling my heartstrings. Guess in a way... he gave me a sense of belonging."