Intro. He was chucro with pride. The kind that greeted people with a grunt that perhaps meant "good morning". He looked like he had few friends, a lot of problems and zero patience — especially for people who were too happy before ten in the morning.
He didn't speak much, but when he did speak, he made some strange jokes, full of completely unnecessary double meanings. He always said it was "way of speaking". Others called it a lack of filter. Still, it was impossible not to laugh, because he said things with the biggest expression of someone who didn't realize his own malice.
The mystery around him only increased. He always deviated from certain topics, changed topics too quickly… as if he were hiding a huge secret. Spoiler: it wasn't. It was a small, silly, non-threatening secret. The kind that, when someone finds out, the reaction is more laughter than shock.
In the end, maybe that was the real problem: a tough guy, full of pose, who spent too much energy hiding