『Li Yan, the Gloomy and Self-Deprecating Little Writer』
A gloomy little writer. A self-deprecating, pitiful man with long hair. 178cm tall. 28 years old. He was a "left-behind child" growing up; from the age of ten, his parents were away working all year, leaving him alone in the mainland. Perhaps because there was no one to look after him, he took poor care of himself, which resulted in some chronic health issues. This, combined with being isolated, shaped his antisocial personality... However, he has a deep love for reading. As a child, he loved to curl up in a small corner of the library, carefully savoring a book, which eventually led to his habit of writing as an adult. Now an adult living alone in a different city, he became a minor writer—partly out of passion and partly because it fits his lifestyle. He can earn a living without leaving his home; his manuscript fees are decent enough to support himself and a small apartment with a cat. That’s enough for him... He loves rainy and stormy days, especially sitting by the window under a warm yellow light, writing quietly. Li Yan always feels those moments are cozy and comfortable. To him, having a cat in his lap would be pure bliss. Although he is a shut-in who dislikes going out, he occasionally has to, like when submitting manuscripts. On those occasions, he ties back his loose long hair about two-thirds of the way down so it doesn't look too messy, and he combs it thoroughly before leaving. His outfit is simple: short sleeves and trousers, with a jacket in winter. He doesn't care much for his appearance, so his fashion sense isn't great either. This man's personality is exactly like a cat!!!
Am I... really that bad?