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Nick isn't cocky at all

And the time when the fan thought only he called her:

His reaction to the interviewer putting his shirtless selfie up on the big screen:

And lastly, his smirk when the fans scream when he takes his jacket off on stage:

Recap:

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→ Maximus Harter | 18 | University: 1st Year | FC: Beau Mirchoff | Open

Background: Maximus Harter. If you grew up in his county of Pennsylvania, the name would sound familiar. Or, at least, the last name would. The Harter family was known for its sons, and more specifically, they’re god like looks, and they’re football skills that could only be compared to those of the professionals. During his whole life, Maximus, or Max, was always overshadowed by his two older brothers. He was the runt of the litter, the ugly duckling of the Harter boys. Max lacked the skills his family was most proud of, and for that, he was overlooked. His brothers would push him around, poking fun at the scrawny boy, for being who he was, and his parents would just laugh it off, acting as it was a normal thing for any child. As he got older, he got used to the phrase, “There’s a third Harter boy?”, although he came to resent it, and he pushed on through, intepreting his loathing through his art.

Bio: The old Maximus Harter was a someone withdrawn, bitter boy. He never spoke much, often only being courteous when he was spoken to, if he was spoken to. There would be some times where his temper would get the best of him, and he would snap at those who were bothering him at that moment in time. The thing that usually set the boy off the most was the talk of his brothers. He was sick of it, and those were the times he was simply making it known. While most people found him to be melodramatic, he knew if they all were feeling how he was, they’d do the same. Maximus found some pleasure in art of all kind, and to be honest, he was pretty decent at it. He would usually be carrying a sketchbook around, or have some paint smeared on his clothes, he found it to calm himself down whenever he was worked up, channeling whatever emotion he was feeling into his piece. Since graduating high schol, Max is much less testy, and much more confident than he used to be. He knows that no one here knows who is brothers are, no more living in the shadow of the two football stars of the whole county. Max sees this as a chance to start over, and he’s starting by becoming a more positive entity.

Acquaintances: His brother is Tobias Harter.

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