S.G.C.

Do call me S. It sounds so secret agent like.
Now, about me . . .
Hmm . . .
I'm not what you'd call me pretty. Some cases of acne (I can't stop the chocolate), a gummy smile because of genes, and braces plus glasses. Suppose I could already scare away Dracula. (not)
Abilities, nearly none. I wouldn't recommend throwing a ball at me, I tend to close my eyes, and you'll have to pay for any injuries you gave me.
I'm more used to heat than cold. Only to be expected in a tropical country, located aove the equator.
I'm a Christian. The weirdest thing is that happened because I study in a Christian school, and my parents are Buddhists. Plus, a huge percent of the population in my country are Catholics.
Ah, my weird life.