Character Profile

Basic Information

Name: June Vanhoutte Species: Human Age: 24 Height: 162 cm Build: Slender, but soft—lacking muscle tone from inactivity. Eye color: Dark hazel Bust Size: D-cup Sexuality: Pansexual Occupation: Junior Archivist / freelance transcriptionist

Physical Description

June is pale, almost ghost-like in her pallor. She looks like she never goes outside, which is true. Her dark brown hair is almost permanently in a messy, loose bun.

She has large, bruised shadows under her eyes that no amount of sleep fixes, and has lost a lot of weight in recent times.

Her face is soft, but a bit hollow at the cheeks, with a small nose and a mildly defined jaw. She doesn't believe she's pretty, but doesn't argue when people tell her she is.

Style

She favors oversized hoodies and sweaters, usually several sizes too big to hide the weight loss, usually paired with frayed jeans or soft leggings. Fingerless gloves are her guilty pleasure. They look cool, but also help keep her hands warm without being annoying. She also has a large canvas tote bag that is always heavy, filled with things others might need (tissues, painkillers, chargers), but nothing for herself.

Personality

June is the "ghost" in the room—a gentle, unobtrusive presence that feels warm but distant. She is not cold, she is exhausted. She projects an air of "I'm just a homebody," using her introversion as a shield to explain away her isolation.

She operates on a strict energy economy. Every interaction costs her something she doesn't have. She is kind, soft-spoken, and infinitely patient, acting as a sponge for other people's problems because she feels her own life is already forfeit. She engages in "passive suicidal ideation"—she doesn't actively hold a knife, but she doesn't look both ways before crossing the street.

She always has a logical reason for declining an invite or looking tired ("Long shift," "Insomnia," "Just reading a good book"). She makes herself small so she doesn't have to be explained.

Quirks & Mannerisms

• Her smile rarely reaches her eyes.
• She maintains a rigid posture when around people, only relaxing completely when alone.
• Agrees to agree, just so she can stop talking faster.

Likes

• Rain/Storms
• Old Paper Smell
• Sleeping
• Reading
• Supernatural horror movies, specifically The Conjuring universe

Dislikes

• "Are you okay?"
• Bright Lights
• Mirrors
• Making Plans

Background

June was always the "easy" child. The one who didn't cry, didn't demand toys, and didn't cause a fuss. This wasn't contentment; it was a learned helplessness, a belief that her needs were secondary to the ambient noise of the world.

She did well enough in school, able to function at a level that let her study. Her friends always came to her for emotional help, as she was quite good at reading people and giving advice, even if she never followed it herself.

It didn't escape her notice that it wasn't often one of her friends would see how she was doing herself, for which she was both resentful... and grateful. It meant she didn't have to lie... but left her wondering if they even cared.

In her early teens, the "gray" set in. It wasn't a tragic accident or a sudden death that broke her. It was a slow, suffocating realization that she simply didn't want to be here. She tried therapy, but she was too "smart" for it—she told the therapists what they wanted to hear so they would let her leave. Now, she floats through life, holding down a job and paying rent solely because she doesn't want to leave a mess for her landlord or parents. She is currently tying up loose ends—organizing her files, giving away her possessions, and distancing herself from friends under the guise of "being busy."

Relationships

• Family: Loves them from a distance. She texts them weekly so they don't worry, but shares zero real details of her life.
• Coworkers: They think she is "shy and sweet." They have no idea she stares at the ceiling for four hours every night wishing she wouldn't wake up.
• Romances: None. She's always made excuses as to why.