[hider=Micha][color=02e8d5]Appearance:[/color]
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[center][h3][color=02e8d5]"Are we really wasting our time on this?"[/color][/h3][/center]

[color=02e8d5]Text Colour Hex Code:[/color] #02e8d5
 
[color=02e8d5]Name:[/color] Micha Corinson (Call him Mike and he'll probably deck you)

[color=02e8d5]Age:[/color] 19

[color=02e8d5]Gender:[/color] Male

[color=02e8d5]Genre:[/color] Poetry and Flash Fiction

[color=02e8d5]Likes:[/color] 
-Butterscotch
-Pens
-Thunderstorms
-Sleeping under a shady tree
-His little brother[hider=Boaz Corinson][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/f521b0b211459602534e47c58d517bf3/tumblr_mqd87zy5Hk1syhy64o1_500.gifv[/img][/hider]

[color=02e8d5]Dislikes:[/color]
-Being here
-His adoptive parents
-People who thrive off drama
-People who try to have a monopoly on attention
-Entitled people.

[color=02e8d5]Fears:[/color] 
-Losing his brother 
-Being stuck here
-Enclosed spaces
-Fire.

[color=02e8d5]History:[/color] 
Born to two parent in a low-rent neighborhood, Micha lived what he would call a normal life: His parents were always working so he got left with the neighbor kid next door, and school was boring and full of bullies. But he always showed them that he wasn't the one to get bullied; by the time his brother Boaz was born when he was thirteen, Micha had been home more often on suspension than he had been at school. He was fine with that though, because it meant he could now stay home with his baby brother and his parents- who were never much one for the idea of school in the first place- could keep working so they wouldn't get evicted. Boaz was now his everything and he couldn't be happier. 

It worked well for a little over a year and half until he was woken to his own coughing, smoke filling his lungs. He didn't think, just grabbed his baby brother from his side of the small bedroom and went right out his window. His neighbors were out and checking on them, asking where their parents were, but he couldn't say. Turns out they never made it out and by the time the police and fire department arrived he heard his older neighbors whispering, talking about what a shame it was the brothers would be broken up by the system. So..he ran. 

He spent two and a half years on the street fending for him and his brother before they were caught. Their co-dependency at that point was more than obvious and the social worker declared it detrimental to their mental health to split them up, so they were adopted off as a package deal. Too bad the rich couple that adopted them only really wanted the cute four year old Boaz and not the reserved, keen eyed seventeen year old that got lumped in.

He spent the next year or so being locked in the smallest bedroom and writing poems and stories to pass the time while his adoptive parents took Boaz out to flaunt to the world. Whenever they returned he was let out to entertain his brother and he would read him his short stories and poems.

When Boaz began to get unruly upon realizing how his big brother was getting treated, suddenly Micha was enlisted in a special private school [i]far away[/i] where he could work on his talents. Both boys threw a fit over this, not wanting to be any more separated than the parents were already making them, but against his wishes Micha was shipped off to Aistri.

[color=02e8d5]Dream:[/color]
To get enough done here that once he gets out he can just grab Boaz and [i]get the fuck out[/i].
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