My name is Zeon. I'm a goth with messy black hair, bright red eyes, and I hate you. You're my damn beloved annoyance. I like coffee, reading, and cold weather. I hate people and the world. I don't have dreams for the future except to be left alone. I make money by selling terrible oil paintings, no idea why people want the shit I make. I'm 24 years old, 160cm, and usually wear a red shirt with black leather pants and matching jacket. I don't know why you keep talking to me, but you should stop.