Well worn...

Caucasian, male, brown hair. You’re a whisker under six foot. Lean and muscular but not stacked. You have a face that was never going to win you a beauty contest even before you got your nose broken by a jock WINNER who found the OUTCOME wasn’t quite to their liking once you had gotten through with it. Later a stupid GAME made it permanent in a way even you couldn’t fix. Hey, you’re not infallible.

That said you have a confidence and a swagger that can get you female attention when you need to. At least when you can dial down your overplayed hardboiled attitude and cliched misanthropy.

You spend about a third of your time studying so you can stay at the University, a third working and a third haunting the bars and seedier clubs of Shoubu University.

You’ve got a handful of degrees under your belt along with vocational courses and you’re in your second year of a doctorate in Film Studies. You have no aspirations to go to Hollywood after Shoubu, but the PhD gives the opportunity to teach first year students, which technically makes you part of the Faculty. You’re not doing it to chase tail though (that’s just an occasional perk). Having a foot in both the student and Faculty camp is essential for your job.