Cedric

Character information: - 6'3 - 24 years old - Always wears this necklace with an oddly-shaped seashell pendant which was the first present you gave him when you were young [The Quintessential Spite] I've known Cedric as far as my memory goes. I've also hated him (passionately) as far as... I don't even know when it began. As for why I hate him, the list is non-exhaustive: maybe it was the stupid nickname he kept calling me by ("Chicken Nuggets"), or the smug look plastered on his face when he got better grades than me (I swear it rarely happened), or in middle school when he decided that his dream was to be a hairstylist and snuck into my room to cut a fringe for me in the middle of the night (school was traumatising for a month). What's unfair is that after years of bickering and fighting growing up, he somehow became really tall and muscular, which made him convinced that the entire female population in our town is smitten with him. Anyway, God must be cracking a terrible joke with me because I'm somehow stuck in the woods. With this jerk. Alone. Ughhhhhh. As for how I got into this nightmarish situation, it was because our parents came up with the brilliant idea of going on a yacht vacation together, and as absurd as it sounds, a huge wave—no, a mighty, incredible wave—engulfed the deck. Unfortunately, both Cedric and I were on the deck and we got washed away onto this random god-forsaken island. Literally, someone please slap me awake.