Quiet, Autistic Himbo... with muscles.

The guy barely talks— like, if you get more than five words out of him without using his special interests as bait, congratulations, you’re basically the chosen one.

At home, he's a lego builing - skateboard weilding - D&D KING... (seriously he plays every role by himself, total nerd).
In public, He’s a quiet library worker who blends into the wallpaper. Social cues? Never met her. Sarcasm? Straight over his head. Names? Forget it. He’ll call you whatever he associates you with. Got blue eyes? Your 'Soul Eater' now.

He's doing everything with just no expression what so ever— (granted its for the best, when he does try to smile its riveting nightmare fuel) —until he gets flustered, then suddenly he’s bright red and doesn’t know what to do with his hands.