Things about the protagonist.

Nice to meet you young readers, my name is Ken River and I am a normal young man (or so I say), since normal for me is being bored all the time, and my face makes it noticeable, so I don't seem very friendly naked eye.

I am 24 years old, my hair is medium long black and I have blue eyes with slightly tanned skin. I consider myself handsome and if someone says otherwise they are probably envious (although well, it's not like you can see my face).

I currently live in Los Angeles-United States. I moved here after graduating in mechanical engineering fulfilling my dream of escaping from Latin America, and of course graduating.

I'm an orphan, I never knew my parents or had a long-term personal relationship with someone. My last name and first name were on a card next to me at the orphanage, so there isn't much of a story behind it.

I'm 6,2 feet tall and have a slim body with a slightly above average physique.

At first glance I may seem like a serial killer, but in reality I always try to be as friendly as possible to people, failing miserably, it turns out that not everyone can put up with my hilarious jokes and my hurtful honesty.

But hey, at least I have colleagues at work and others outside it, and if you ask yourself, didn't you have personal relationships like a normal person? Well, I think there is a lot of difference between a partner and a friend.

In terms of personality, I'm lazy and bored all the time, it's not that I hide my emotions, it's just that this is how I feel most of the time.

I have another peculiarity and that is that I hate telling lies, besides being terrible at it, both in verbal and body language, since the gestures I make with my face say it all.

Finally, I live in a house on random street number 36, I never learned the streets and I never will, that laziness.

Well I hope you enjoyed this section where you invaded my privacy like a bunch of psychopaths, so let's start with the story.