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General Information: Name: Samael Lucif Revolli Nickname: Lucky Lucifer, Sam, Lucif Age: 18 Date of Birth: May 27 Gender: Male Blood Type: A- Sexuality: Bisexual Position: Seme Other Medical Information: Had surgery when he was eight, gets sick easily, has asthma, and suffers from anxiety Appearance: Height: 5' 8" Weight: 142 lbs Eye Color and Description: Spring sky blue, with long black eye lashes and thin black eyebrows Hair Color and Style: Dark black hair that is quite long. It has a slight wave to it, but not too noticeable, appearing just straight. Often wears his hair in a half ponytail. Skin Type and Color: Has lightly tanned skin, which usually darkens in the summer due to his ability to tan easily Body Type: Thin, slender, not too muscular. Has the body and physique of a male model Markings/Tattoos/Scars/Other: Has a small scar on his chest from when he had surgery. Clothing and Other Wear: His clothing varies day by day, but what he does wear is usually comfortable. Large sweaters, loose pants, etc. If it's lounge worthy, he will wear it. Personality: Has a quiet, sweet, and somewhat shy personality. He's gentle, has great manners, cares for others, and is pretty much the nicest guy you will ever meet. Because of this however, people often take advantage of him. Background: Is an exchange student from Verona, Italy to Japan. More revealed IC Likes +Sweets +Watching movies +Listening to music +Animals +Going on walks in the park Dislikes -Scary movies -Thunderstorms -People touching his hair -Bitter things (exceptions are coffee and tea) -Being out at night Other Information: ~Has a very large gaming system and game collection. You name it, he's got it ~Has an extensive collection of anime, manga, and other things like it ~Lives in a house (apartment) his parents rented for his stay as a foreign exchange student ~Owns a car and a motorcycle •^•°•^•°•^•°•^•°•^•°•^•°•^•°•^• Some things never change, and other things are always changing. And the way life was heading for Samael, it was going to be a time of constant change, with lots of things and events happening he probably could have done without, and others he gladly accepts. One such change was when he was offered to go abroad as a foreign exchange student. For three years now he's been living in Japan, going to high school with them, learning, and enjoying himself. Little did he know that someone at the school liked him. A lot. Class was out for the day, and after saying his farewells to friends, he begins walking home. He could have driven, but he preferred to enjoy a leisurely walk back to his house, the weather being quite nice. It was the beginning of a new school year, and summer was closing in fast. It was still spring, but each day it got a little bit warmer, the sun shone a tiny bit brighter, and the sky was the most beautiful of blue, matching the color of Samael's eyes perfectly. After walking a bit, he decides to get something to eat, and so stops in a fast food restaurant to order something, and when it was ready, he goes outside to eat. Sitting on a bench in a nearby park, he bites into the sandwich he'd gotten, his school bag on the bench next to him. He sat with his legs pulled up onto the bench, crisis crossed over each other. His eyes look around as he eats and drinks, thinking about how good of a day it had been. Samael pulls out a book, a manga actually, and begins to read, deciding that he'd go home in a bit. It was just too nice of a day to waste in his opinion, so he would enjoy it as much as he could. Recently, in the past few months, he'd started noticing someone kept leaving him gifts at the door of his apartment. The last one having been the manga he was reading, it had been something he'd been wanting for quite some time. Samael wasn't sure who it was, but he knew if the gift giver wanted to, they'd tell him. However, they have not, and he didn't mind. When he'd gotten the manga, he had written a thank you note and left it for the person, and when he checked for it later, it was gone. Sighing, he turns the page, and reads on. His phone was in his pocket, as well were his keys to his two vehicles, and to the apartment. Not many knew his number, only a few close friends, his parents, and that was it. Samael was content, and glad at that moment how his life was turning out so far. But would it last for long? Who knew, but one person...