Steven Rite 
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Steven n'avait pas grand-chose à faire, et il aimait ça. Il s'assit à son bureau, écouteurs dans, faisant sauter chaque album Tool, dans l'ordre, à plein volume. Il avait travaillé sur le même dessin pour ce qui semblait être la dernière heure, frustré par la haine absolue qu'il avait pour dessiner des animaux."Pourquoi ai-je pensé que c'était une bonne idée?" Steven murmura à lui-même, tout en se reposant le front dans sa main droite et en regardant vers le bas l'excuse pitoyable du réalisme. Il s'était donné un défi, et il avait perdu une heure à y manquer, du moins, c'est ce qu'il ressentait. Il soupira, arrachant le dessin pitoyable d'un chien hors du bureau, le grimpant, et le jetant dans une petite poubelle, presque rempli au bord avec des rappels que Steven Rite ne pouvait pas dessiner des chiens.
Steven a enlevé son téléphone de son bureau, où il a joué les sons de "sultre" de Maynard, et a éteint la musique. Pendant un certain temps, il avait été curieux de savoir avec qui il serait jumelé, mais avec l'absence de toute parole à ce sujet, il avait commencé à perdre espoir. Cependant, Steven était confus quant à la raison pour laquelle il perdait espoir, car il avait pensé qu'il n'y avait aucun intérêt. Peut-être que je suis juste curieux? Oui, c'est ça, juste curieux. Il pensait à lui-même, tout en marchant dans le silence total. Steven ne voulait pas s'y attarder longtemps, et donc, il a décidé qu'il avait besoin d'air frais. Il a rapidement nettoyé son bureau, a visé quelques mots de choix à la poubelle du mécontentement, et est parti.
Steven Rite

"I have nothing to say, though, I'll probably end up saying something stupid anyway."
Age
17
Sex/Gender Identity
Male
Sexual/Romantic Preference
Heterosexual
School Year
Highschool 3rd year
Pro/Anti/Neutral Match



Likes
Card Games
Drawing
Thinking
Order
Dislikes
Assholes
Mischief
Disorder
Loud noises
Himself
Hobbies
Drawing
Playing card games (TCGs and such)
Fears
Judgement- If there is anything that Steven is afraid of, it's how others view him, though he always feels this fear is irrational, and what other people think doesn't matter, he always finds himself worrying about what everyone else thinks.



Personality
Steven is awkward, to say the least. He always worries about what others think, but tends towards the most odd, and painful jokes and statements. He just isn't good with other people, unless those people are on the other side of a table, holding a hand of cards. He always ends up relying on others to accept him for the awkward, hopeless loser that he his. Though, he does have traits he considers to be worthwhile. He's dependable, trustworthy, and logical. He believes he can at least hold up an intelligent conversation, even if he isn't that interesting of a person.
Biography
Steven was born into a rather normal family, and has so far lived a rather unassuming life. His parents had boring office jobs, and he had no siblings. Most of the time, he would sit at home, play games on his computer, and clean. He wasn't very talkative until middle school, where people would laugh at how weird he was around others. Only a few people accepted him for who he was, but he thought they only did so out of pity. He hated others, and he hated himself. He wasted time by sitting around doing nothing, but thinking about everything. Over time, he started playing card games with a group of friends at their local card shop. During this time, he stopped being so bitter, but he still acknowledged the fact that he was flawed. There was no reason to be mad at the world, as there was no way he could change it. When Steven was sent off to Ivy Wood Academy, he was in full support of the match system, even though it would probably never help him in any way.



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