Physical Description:
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Mental Description: With a blinding smile and an overflowing cup of hyperactivity, Aodhan is often described as a confidently chaotic child (the triple C syndrome, he calls it). He's been reprimanded more times than he can count, and yelled at to "shut up" by his peers. He often rambles and loves brainstorming goofy jokes or stunts. Making a volcano despite there being no science fair? Yup. Seeing if he can drink soda while doing a handstand? Yup yup. "Borrowing" from his mother's gum stash to resell them at recess? Yup times three!
(His schoolmates laugh at his antics and call him stupid. Well, obviously he looks stupid to them! His brain is so far ahead that they can't keep up, is what he tells them.)
Despite his eccentricity, he is truly a caring boy. Whenever he happens to slow down, Aodhan tries getting smiles out of classmates and makes his teachers small presents during the winter holidays. And although he is not above lying or stealing, he does his best at being one of the first to offer a helping hand when needed... even if sometimes, he does it with too much enthusiasm.
Biography: For as long as he could remember, Tai has been with his adoptive parents. They picked him up while living in San Francisco, his father would say, and they kept his full name as is, just in case he wanted something to connect him with his birth family.
But it seems that from the beginning, he didn't care about a family he never knew, will never meet. He asked, then asked again, to be given another name. Something connected to
them, the ones who took him in. Thus, he was gifted the first name Aodhan, while his old one merely shifted in the legal papers.
Aodhan Tai Shaw. That sounded alright, didn't it? Super cool... he liked the name. What a nice present for his sixth birthday.
Life continued as usual until he was eight, when his family moved to Scotland. Although there were numerous reasons, they primarily did it for the sake of Aodhan's grandfather, a frail man wasting away from old age compounded with an illness.
The boy did not fully understand the weight of the situation, but was excited to meet one of his grandparents in person for the first time. Rocky beginnings were expected, with Aodhan's hyperactivity and his grandfather's sharp tongue, but they steadily grew to appreciate one another.
So when a year passed and his grandfather was found unresponsive in a hospital bed, the brunette couldn't even dream of holding back any tears. However, life continued on, as it always did. As it always would. His grandfather said so once.
Eventually, another two years had passed before Aodhan opened the front door to a very,
very strange lady.
... Magic was real? Great! His classmate owed him ten pounds.
First Instance of Magic: He was nine years old when he noticed something. Why did it feel so... empty?
Normally, his mind was never quiet. There was constantly something,
anything no matter how ridiculous. No matter how idiotic. A troubling stream of noise he couldn't turn off, directing his way.
Yet now, there was a hole somewhere. The remains of something getting ripped out when it shouldn't have, and oh does he hate the silence. Oh does he suddenly miss all the noise, finally appreciating its sense of chaos and familiarity. Did his grandfather leave this behind? How terrible.
And it was a reminder of this void that had Aodhan frozen in place, gazing down at his grandfather's broken pendant necklace. He wasn't careful and it had gotten caught on the edge of an table, coming apart after he rose up from grabbing a fallen pencil. Man. Why wasn't he more careful with wearing it?
As he took off what remained of the necklace, he could feel the tears long before they touched his eyes and kissed his cheeks. A hiccup, then a sob, and Aohhan was openly crying in the middle of class. Again there was noise, similar to that in his head from all his peers mumbling, some comforting him. But the boy was nigh inconsolable and got sent home early.
The whole time, he unconsciously latched onto the pendant necklace. One couldn't even see it within his hand, not with his fist encasing it completely. So, after his parents requested that he give it to his mother... well, all of them were confused.
Why did it suddenly look brand new?
xx 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄,
