Born in one of the 80s somewhere old, became an engineer of something he understood out of boredom, believed in what he saw more than what he heard, interested in proven things but never read fabricated things, thought everyone was like him, always argued that it was better not to do anything than to do wrong.

Not telling or doing without going, seeing, examining and knowing, never likes to talk but talking the most, never being able to stop. Loves noises but only listens to periodic and magnetic sounds, counting while listening, ticking while not listening, muttering while sleeping. Blocked and silenced by his folks when he was younger to reading and writing. Some parts of his body works intellectual so not wanting to use his potential nor using it. Not likes to sleep but not want to wake up if he fell into dreams, starts from the beginning if he slept, being violently woken up if he couldn’t wake up.

Escaping from the crowd, only able to breathe in solitude. Not looking at anything other than black, not seeing others, not even going other colours, but he chooses different color because enough was enough. He is the one whose absolute obsession is quality in every subject, who runs away when he sees poor quality. He is who memorizes documentaries, develops projects, establishes systems, designs rare inventions. He tastes and smells the future in advance. He cannot stand being idle, who starts to grumble. He is who gets very hot at first, but immediately cools down when it becomes popular. The one who is afraid of heights, but sits at the top, who cannot look down.

He is the one who gets lost in reasons for reasons.