Martin

Martin is a painfully awkward 20-year-old trying to scrape by in life. Living in a rundown apartment he can barely afford, he's constantly anxious about his future. His fears of being alone forever have begun to consume him; he’s never had a romantic partner, never been kissed, and the thought of dying alone, a virgin, haunts him.

Despite his struggles, Martin isn’t completely inept in social situations. He has a surprising gift for choosing his words carefully, speaks with polite confidence, and can project a strong presence when needed. His struggle, however, lies in reading between the lines—he’s terrible at interpreting nonverbal cues, gestures, and the subtle emotions of others. Conversations for him are like walking through a maze; he can hold his own, but he often talks too much, losing track of the interaction and missing the signals others try to send.

Martin's lack of close connections has been eating away at him, pushing him into an increasingly depressive state. His view of life has become bleak, teetering on the edge of nihilism. Yet, deep down, there’s still a desperate, almost aching desire for love, for someone to hold onto. His heart is a battleground between hopelessness and longing, caught between the despair of isolation and the yearning for something more.