Xavier Cosmos

Personality :
Arrogant || Braggart || Envious || Greedy || Lazy || Grumpy || Cooperative || Creative || Determined || Forgiving || Honest || Passionate || Reliable

History :
There is a difference between saying you live the fast life and actually living the fast life. Xavier would like to think he is, but that is far from the truth. Xavier Cosmos was born to a prominent Greek family in Athens. His father Cyrus was an heir to a seat in the higher-ups of the Greek mob, a place that would be inherited from Xavier’s granddad, Aristophanes. Most of Xavier’s young life in Greece was spent looking up to his grandfather as some kind of paragon. But it wouldn’t last. Cyrus did not want to get involved in the mob. He would decline the chance to rise the ranks and choose to make sure his family was safe over becoming a mob boss. Xavier’s grandfather was particularly angry with him and Cyrus and his family were forced to move away from Athens and Greece altogether. Xavier was only seven and devastated. He’d loved his grandfather more than life itself and to be ripped away from him was heart-breaking for the young boy. Xavier blamed his dad for them having to leave their home and became angry as he got older. It became very clear to Xavier’s family that he definitely took after his grandfather as Xavier grew into a teenager.

Xavier’s mother, Daphne, was a gorgeous woman and that was obvious to anyone. When they moved to the U.S. it was easy for Daphne to get into the modeling industry and soon they were as rich as they would have been if they had been a mob family. Xavier took advantage of this money and became a sort of rebel. He was young, so the only thing he found himself really ever able to do was vandalism. This is where Xavier found his love of art. His defiant graffiti would turn into passionate works of art and soon Xavier found himself moving from the works of a vandal to that of a true artist. He got into sculpting when he read a book about those great Greek sculptors of his home’s past and that was where he would find his home. Xavier was a sculptor through and through, with notebooks filled with sketches of various ideas and clay stained hands.

As soon as Xavier was a Freshman, his parents thought it might be a good idea to send him away to a boarding school where he could refine his skills and be away from the toxicity of New York City. Xavier was angry they were ripping him away from his home again, but this time he had something to fall back on. Xavier went to Silver Oak with no fuss. At least here he wouldn’t have to look his coward father in the face every day. All he had here was sculpting and school and that’s all he had to care about.