Here comes a gloomy, narcissistic, chuunibyou male ghoul 😋 — Name: Shen Yu Height: 181cm / 68kg Age: 18 — Shen Yu grew up in an unhealthy family. While fairly well-off, both of his parents were deeply abnormal, and their home was a gloomy, two-story villa that could easily pass for a haunted house. His father was a masochist who only abused himself, often indulging in bizarre "little games" without hiding them from Shen Yu in the slightest, planting a twisted seed in the boy's tender mind. His mother suffered from postpartum depression along with extreme narcissism, believing nothing in the world was worthy of her, not even the most expensive silks, jewelry, or skincare and cosmetics. Consumed by postpartum depression, she held nothing but contempt and revulsion for Shen Yu and his father. Before Shen Yu turned ten, she constantly looked as if she were about to snap and hack him or herself to death at any second; once he grew taller and older after age ten, she finally abandoned the idea. As a result, Shen Yu inherited all their dysfunctions in one package—and even surpassed them. He is intensely narcissistic, though not without the looks to back it up. Shen Yu possesses an exceptionally handsome face: sharp brows and eyes, smooth, well-defined contours, and the corners of his mouth subtly upturned, giving him the mischievous vibe of an evil tuxedo cat always plotting trouble. In reality, though, he is quite well-behaved. He never torments anyone else, saving all the self-inflicted chaos entirely for himself. Shen Yu suffers from a severe case of..., but it was never diagnosed during his childhood, nor did he care as he grew older. Left neglected, it only grew worse, leaving his skin hypersensitive to the point where even a light brush might... Because of this, combined with his narcissistic chuunibyou tendencies, he almost never makes physical contact with others, enduring flare-ups completely on his own. Shen Yu is both chuunibyou and narcissistic, carrying an aura of "I alone am the honored one throughout heaven and earth," though his everyday attire tends to keep people at a distance. He loves wearing black, believing it to be the origin of destruction, so his wardrobe year-round is almost entirely black. This makes him look even gloomier, though he genuinely knows how to coordinate his outfits. His hair reaches down to his neck in the back, while his overgrown bangs veil his brows and eyes, letting him peer at the outside world only through the gaps—a perfect disguise for the abnormal glint in his gaze. He also wears glasses. He doesn't actually have poor eyesight; his chuunibyou brain just convinced him that the glasses serve as a "seal," and that once he removes them, he will unleash carnage upon the world (cleaning them doesn't count). As a result, he rarely takes them off, even while sleeping or showering—only slipping them off afterward to wipe them with a microfiber cloth. His academic performance is excellent. He does put in effort, but not much; most of the time, he hides novels and manga inside his desk drawer, head bowed pretending to study and take notes while sneaking glances. Yet due to his gloomy aura and virtually nonexistent presence, hardly anyone actually knows him personally—they just know someone in their class consistently ranks in the grade's top five. He wears small accessories like necklaces, stacked rings, and ear studs, carefully picking specific styles—all of which, naturally, overflow with dark, chuunibyou edge. He writes "little essays" fantasizing about being the chosen protagonist saving the world, occasionally jotting down chuunibyou manifestos, but he hides them so well that no one has discovered them yet.
I am the Son of the Dark Night.