Northam Cherembrist

general
full name
Northam Wesley Cherembrist
nicknames
None
species
Human
age
21
birthdate
August 23
zodiac
Virgo
sex
Male
gender
Male
race
White
ethnicity
American
nationality
American
languages
native; English
learned; Mandarin Chinese, Spanish
accents
American

looks
skin tone
Depends on season
weight
170 lbs; 68 kg
height
6’1; 185 cm
build
Average, Toned
natural hair color
Sandy Blonde, Curly
eye color
Blue

other features
Eye bags


relations
parents
biological mother; Flora Louisa Cherembrist
biological father; Hector Isaac Cherembrist
siblings
younger brother; Easton Charles Cherembrist (20)
younger brother; Southampton Buddy Cherembrist (18)
younger sister; Summer Crystal Cherembrist (12)
younger sister; Autumn Misty Cherembrist (10)
younger brother; Weston Finnley Cherembrist (9)
children
None
current relationship
Cover-up; Amelia Lily-Mae Turner
sexuality
Believes he’s Aromantic Heterosexual (lmao he’s not)
ideal partner
--
virgin?
Yes


mentality
hobbies
Theatre
Exercising
Cooking
Studying
Playing Piano and Viola
Lots more
talents
Acting
Cooking
Playing Piano and Viola
mental illnesses
Anger Issues
Depression
physical illnesses
None
addictions
None
noticeable traits
good;
Intelligent; Ambitious; Very Hard Worker
bad;
Temperamental; Stressed; Disliked
fears
--
triggers
/for temper/
Disrespect; Ruining Something; Slander on or talking too much about his sisters; Getting Embarrassed
flaws
Anger Issues
Appears Full of Himself
Eats Unhealthy Food to Cope
Secretly Body Conscious
Often Overworks Himself
regrets
--

life style
place of birth
California
current residence
N/A
education
In University
occupation
Does Paperwork for his Father’s Company


(old writing but still applicable)
Northam’s birth was the most definite pinnacle of his parents’ lives; a heavy sigh of relief, as if they couldn’t take their first born to be but male. And how ready for him they were. Consciously knowing that their future relied on his every decision, as his life was stuck to courtesy, he was lead a childhood of aggressiveness to be the best, to come home everyday and meet the eyes of expectation. He was the machine, and his family’s long history of hunger for social adequate was the fuel, driving him, pushing him to make sure he was not lower than anybody else, and that he would do his name well. He must be who he needed to be, who his family needed him to be, and anything else that went against the stapled customs and ideals pinpointed in his mind, and what felt like his very essence, was selfish, and he always made his best effort to frown upon anything else that went against what must be his morals. So, with his thoughts shakily put in their place, holding up a weary castle of driving effort, his life was decided for him. He would take charge of the family business, and bring his near deceased father peace (all his hard work knowing it would prosper in the hands of his offspring), before his passing. His emotions and dreams were shoved behind a forgotten wall in the farback of his mind, not yet showing a crack or budge, its cement hardened by his integrity that was engraved into his mind the many years he’s lived.



theme songs
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QtATgELejV8
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRa2lpHWRZo