Age: 14 years old.
Gender: Male.
Height: Five foot six.
I adore Chester, I really do. He's a deaf painter, very definitely anti-fashion, and a completely beautiful person. Unafraid to be himself, outgoing, peculiar, empathetic, comforting, brave.
He has short spiky blond hair, dark grey eyes, and a very slender build. Always has ink on his fingers and an image in his head. When he closes his eyes, Chester feels like he is flying and can hear the song of the wind in his ears. He jumped from the roof of a building the day before his fifteenth birthday, right in front of his best friend Allen, with complete peace of mind. He did it to be able to hear the wind's song forever.
If you draw him, make sure to make his outfit completely insane. Clashing colours, leg warmers inside converse, braces, insane hats, earphones plugged into nothing, wet paintbrushes in pockets... Go wild, but try to stick to a more grunge-slash-hippie theme. He ain't no rudeboy.
You could draw him with Allen, either as a ghost or when they were small. Maybe sleeping over, Chester got scared of the dark and crawled in beside his best friend. Or he could be watching over Allen in death, guiding him. The ghost kissing his forehead while Allen weeps.
Those two are closer than anyone could ever imagine. It's pure, burning love between them.
