Name: Timothy Martin

Age: 18

Nickname(s): (None)

Clique: Outcasts/Loners

Appearance: [img=https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQANC9e6uS-ryiB3PAjJcaDRg4BNIENxXC-VBZsqKZGWb78XRcm]

Personality: Quiet, passive, reserved

Crush: Isabella Roma

Relationship Status: Single

Hobbies/Interest: Gaming, Science, Coding

Short Bio: Despite being blessed with good looks and a great mind, Timothy was the butt of many jokes and the victim of many pranks. The school authorities never did anything, and Timothy never told his parents. He kept his feelings bottled up, which led to him incoherently ranting himself to sleep every sunday night, and crying the next morning as the alarm woke him. The only thing keeping himself from suicide is his video games. Its the only things that no matter what, always made him happy. He sometimes creates small flash games for some money as he sells them to arcade sites. Once he even got a game onto Steam. People seemed to like his games, which only furthered Timothy's depression. [i]It's not my interests or abilities that cause people to hate me...[/i] He thinks. [i]It's me... My personality, how i do things... Nothing can change that...[/i] And so it is only when he needs money that he makes a game. It reminds him how much of a monster he thinks he is when people give it good ratings. One day, one of the kids stole his laptop and hid it in the school. Timothy knew his notes weren't in trouble- he had set up certain security programs to prevent it. It took almost two hours to find it- it was in the janitor's room. By then it was snowing- too much so to leave. [i]I hope it ends soon...[/i] Timothy thought.

Other: He takes his laptop to school, and uses it to take notes with. Most of the teachers know this. It is also his gaming/coding laptop.