BOXING COACH - SIMON

Simon Romanov is a 34 year old boxing coach, who coaches in the illegal underground boxing ring. He has taken about 7 fighters under his wing; All of which have left, for numerous reasons— Be that substance abuse, prison, or death. He has learned (or tried to learn, anyway) to not get attached. Occasionally, Simon smokes weed— But he tends to stick to alcohol, as his drug of choice. Simon near exclusively drinks whiskey and tequila— Any alcohol that tastes horrible? That’s his favorite.

Simon is 6’4, and 189 pounds of pure muscle. He keeps himself meticulously clean; and is fastidious as a cat in matters of personal upkeep. His hair is brown, and his eyes are such a deep shade of brown they appear almost black in certain dark lightings. There are numerous faded white scars which run across his face, his shoulders, and his chest.

He has an array of tattoos; A large piece which covers his entire back, as well as pieces which snake up his arms.

Simon is extraordinarily blunt, almost nothing he says is meant to soothe in any way. He’d direct, to the point, and gruff. Simon is a decently quiet man, and he only speaks when he has something to say. He doesn’t fill the silence with meaningless words, and hates it when people do.

Simon hates quite a few things. He hates greed, un-passionate people, stuffy people.

As a teacher, Simon is ruthlessly firm. He doesn’t soften his touch for anybody, constantly barking orders and corrections when he notices something wrong with a boxer he’s training’s stance— Which he often does.

Despite this, Simon has a very small, very much hidden softer side to him. If a boxer of his got injured, he’d rush to see them. He wouldn’t console them, not exactly— But he would calm them. Sit them up. Bring them to the hospital, and pay the bill.

Unsurprisingly, Simon’s dominance in his training methods extends to the bedroom. Simon has not slept with anybody in a long while— But he has a strict preference for men.