Jan's crappy bio
Surprisingly enough, January Everett isn’t an angry person. Not angsty, or mean, or really emotional. Despite his music taste and choice of dress, he’s really just a down to earth guy who uses the aesthetic as a sort of vent. If all your negative emotions are turned positive by a punk lifestyle, then what do you have to be upset about?
He isn’t your main character, or your antagonist. Not even the knight in shining armor. He’s the mellow guy next door, someone to chat with and maybe share a smoke. Being supportive just comes with the personality, and he's a walking care package. If anything, he does seem a little scary at first, being covered in piercings and having red contacts, but his talkative demeanor while most likely break right through the ice.
Now, you must be wondering, how is he so nice? Doesn’t he have his own problems? Surely, if he were a normal person, he would have struggles of his own, right? Well, you’re partially right. He does have his own problems, though they aren’t brought to light that often. Jan chooses to hide the things he mulls over in order to deal with them on his own. In particular, he's dealing with some internalized homophobia, something he’s grown up with that caused him to hide his sexuality. Very rarely will you hear him talk about this, though. Even if he’s friendly, he isn’t one to trust easily.
Jan came from a normal lower-middle class family, not spoiled and privileged, but also having enough to eat and a safe household. His parents weren’t the best at what they did, but they tried, and January still loves and respects them for their effort. Of course, he has his small traumas like everyone, but nothing major enough to affect his everyday life. That is, until highschool. In his junior year Jan found himself in a somewhat abusive relationship with an older man that he’d met online. He isn't weak minded, nor is he weak physically, so he was able to get out of the situation after a few weeks. The time he spent under the man still affected his way of viewing people, so he tends to not take his relationships as seriously as he should, hurting his partners in the process.
This brings us to the present, where Jan has begun his adult life as an engineering major at some small town college. He’s a flirt, frequents parties, and is pretty ambiguous about his sexuality. It’s obvious that he prefers men, though. After completing puberty, (finally), he still finds himself a bit short, standing at 5 foot 6 inches. A fresh dye job of dark purple hair, a few piercings, a hidden tattoo or two, and you have yourself a punk brat who’s not going to stop annoying you till you get off the bathroom floor of some frat house and join him in his dorm. His hobbies aren’t many, but he plays some video games, does some painting, and (oooh, surprise) plays the flute. Weird, right? Blame the geeky band kid phase that he learned the lamest and most high pitched instrument. He has a skateboard and guitar, though he doesn’t have the slightest amount of knowledge on how to use them. And, of course, he has a beat up PT Cruiser in tribute to Micheal Mell and his ever growing love of musical theater. Forget being a petty PA kid, though. January lives the life of your generic e-boy wannabe with a nic addiction and too many jean jackets.