If it's in purple italics then that's me explaining how the past events effects him now in the present day.
You were born in the bevy of Hackett kids. Towards the middle but towards the younger children at the same time. Finding your place wasn't necessarily the easiest thing to do, but honestly you never even tried to. You knew that having a big family ironically meant you would be on your own a lot, and you accepted that early on. If you didn't then you knew that you would develop some feelings of neglect and harbor ill feelings towards your parents. It was never worth that much effort. Being an attention seeking brat wasn't really things to do with your time. So, you made your own lane--took time to carve it out-- and that's where you stayed. It was too hard to find your footing at home. The family was a mess and half of the time you couldn't keep up. You found solace in your younger brother, Dexter, who was exactly a year younger than you, but made your childhood the most bearable. He was your peace of mind when you were home, and still is right now. Despite however others may feel about him personally. It never mattered in the past and it definitely don't right now. Your relationships with your other siblings were okay, you don't really use energy for negativity so if any of them are weary about you, you wouldn't know. You just live your own life to the fullest with no regrets.
Because of your crowded home life you found yourself in school doing the most. The absolute most. You were never really too good with studies, and it showed in your school work. Originally, teachers showed some type of sympathy and genuinely wanted to get to the bottom of the situation. They sat you down with some kind of doctor at the school where you were diagnosed with Dyscalculia. (Which is pretty much drastic problems with math). After said Diagnosis, you were smart enough to know that you could milk this for everything it was. School became a breeze after your initial struggle. The sympathy of the teachers hindered your education. A lot of them passed you just because they felt you weren't capable. Others passed you because they didn't want to be on the wrong side of the Hackett family. Whichever it was, you were able to breeze through; although academically you didn't deserve it. With your school work pretty much being accounted for. You had time to really hone in and focus on your budding friendships at the elementary school. It was easy to become popular when you didn't have much else to focus on. It wasn't like you had to actually apply yourself in school at all so why bother?
Other kids gravitated towards you, and some found you rather annoying. Especially the little girl who was on the receiving end of a dare. Who would have known that asking someone to "Be your girlfriend" would be anything other than a breeze? You approached the girl who you would later learn is Eden Malone, carried out the dare and she told you flat out that you were overweight and unattractive. That was easily the first time you experienced embarrassment. It still sticks with you now, and you're well into adulthood. Someone may think that your first brush in with embarrassment would be getting almost every answer wrong in class, but nope. Being called ugly in front of a group of kids just really put the icing on the cake. You knew you weren't skinny by a long shot, but fat? Not so much. You did have a little cushion, but your family insisted that it was baby weight and would fall off of you when it was time. At ten years old you decided that you wouldn't wait around, and you took your body and your health very serious. it definitely paid off because your body is amazing now.
Your teenage years were much easier to deal with. Especially since you quickly became so invested in your appearance. In a way, you kind of owe Eden for her cruelty, because it helped you out a great deal. The weight did fall off, as promised,but you were already changing your diet and exercising and things. That's probably where your vain ways started. Around your teenage years, where you spent every second in the mirror making sure you looked great, is when you realized that only one person matched your handsomeness with ease; and that was your younge brother and that was beyond okay with you. Some may say you become shallow, considering that you judged a person solely on their physical appearance. That's not how you saw it though. You said you were being "honest" and being "human" and that everyone did it, you just weren't afraid to admit it. You pushed some people away with that mindset, and also attracted some other people, but you knew people came and went--so that never mattered to you.
You would learn how fucked up it is, eventually but even now, as an adult you still have the same mentality.
You're just smart enough to keep it under wraps now and not to be so open. Yeah you can be judge-y at times but now you know how to do it underhandedly, and how to keep it as friendly as it can get.
When people would call you shallow or call you out on it. You always found a way to flip the story and present yourself as the ugly duckling who grew into a swan. The truth was, you were never ugly, never alarmingly overweight. Just a case of a young boy being too sensitive and taking something another child said to heart. Kids are cruel, you overheard your older siblings say it from time to time--and even your parents said it. So you knew that was the case but still, you let it change your life. However, everyone bought the ugly duckling story so you just went with that. Some people excuse your behavior and others don't. You don't busy yourself with wondering who did and who don't. (Unless you wanted to sleep with them) Anyway, life was easier for you. Your looks, your name, your charm got you through high school just as it did elementary and middle school. This time, it wasn't the teachers so hell bent on helping you but it was the other students. Some liked you, some wanted to give you a ride, and either or you milked it til the cows came home. Sure at times you had to take one for the team, do something strange with a few people you deemed so unattractive. Whether you would receive a handy, or a blowy, or whatever. You got the job done so they can get you further ahead in life. So, you know that pretty much taught you that your body can get you ahead. That's not only something you still believe in, but you actually feel like it's your own personal golden rule. You're not ashamed to brag about how your looks had gotten you out of tickets, late notices on a few bills you forgot to take care of. Out of trouble that it originally got you into. Yeah, you deal with the jokes and the slut shaming from a few sibs (and strangers), or your friends kind of siccing you on someone to get their things lowered too. but blah, none of that matters to you. As long as you get the job done.
Around this time is also when you discovered your sexuality. You can't say that anybody was shocked by it. Especially since attention had no gender. But still you were so ashamed when you first fooled around with somebody of the same sex. It was your 12th grade year of high school and you were nearly finished. You were behind in one class. A math one. And your learning disability never left you just learned how to get around it but it was much more difficult this go round. Your tutor was a male, not a woman, like you had been so lucky to get at first. You noticed that he was into guys by his personal conversations he would have while tutoring and things. So you knew just what you had to do--and you did it. Besides, a wet mouth feels the same by everyone and before long he was giving you the answer key to the very test that determined if you graduated on time and things, and surprisingly you did. You even got out of there and went to college without anyone telling you. One of your proudest moments. That tutor taught you that you weren't just attracted to females, but you were attracted to anyone who was attracted to you; and whoever could thoroughly appreciate your looks. As an adult, you had boyfriends, you've had girlfriends. They all end the same way though. With you being called a dog/slut and being blocked on everything for a few months before they eventually come back around because: who wouldn't? .
College wasn't so easy to you. You were used to floating and gloating and having everyone else work for you. Sex did nothing to boost your academics. It was college. Everyone was getting laid. Yeah, you were still lusted after so that definitely prevented you from hitting rock bottom and going in a deep depression. It was college, everyone was looking to get laid. So you had to really apply yourself. Something you never really did. So it was a headache. Luckily for you, you possessed the same stubbornness all of your family seemed to share. So quitting was something you weren't going to do. Whenever you were serious about something you could definitely do it. Like changing yourself from a little chubby guy, to a preteen with a six pack? Academics could be the same way. Or that's how you thought rather. And it worked out for you. College was a bunch of endless nights, a bunch of tutors (that you still slept with but didn't end up helping you too much), and a bunch of failed attempts before you finally got the gist of things. You suddenly regretted not paying attention in school at all, but you still overcame it. That has definitely taught you how to be dedicated. As an adult, you know (sometimes) when to take things seriously and when to really buckle down and get shit handled. It was the side of you that opened up "The Mane Attraction" with your brother, Dex. So, your college experience was something you needed to kind of hone you as an adult. Who knows where you would be if you would have never got some sense of seriousness in your life.
Your struggle years in college lasted for all of two years, and that was it. You were seconds from being one of those people who college took over. You were always working on something, or studying. You were becoming a shadow of yourself until you seen that the It boys on campus were ones that was involved in the greek organizations. That's where you belonged! You nearly tossed the idea of being invested in education out of the window--literally-- but you wasted little to no time in signing up. That frat was where all the other not so intelligent meat heads resided, so you were right at home. You wasted no time in impressing the big wigs of the frat, again it was like a second home. When you got in there you started on your very same ol' same ol. The only difference is, you knew when to buckle down, and you knew that you could do whatever you wanted to do if you applied yourself. You still didn't want to apply yourself so you relied on your status and your looks a lot, but on the off chance that you had to, you would be able to. This taught you that fun doesn't have to die just because you're an adult. You know how to party and how to be serious too as an adult. You remain youthful just to not get lost in everything adulthood. You know it's easy for a Hackett to do that, and that's the last thing you wanna do now.
Graduation from college was probably your greatest accomplishment. A lot of people counted you out, and doubted that you'd ever see the inside of a college, let alone graduate from there. Yeah, you weren't the shiniest apple in the bunch, but you got the job done. You didn't graduate with any tropes or anything but hell, you graduated and that was all that mattered. Ironically, your major was business management and considering all the math that had to go into that, that was a greater accomplishment to you. Now that you had finished college you definitely wanted to put your degree to get use. Your brother suggested opening a barbershop, and you were all for it. Like you usually are when he suggests something. Always had been and probably always will be. The Mane Attraction was born, at least mentally. It would take you guys a few years to really get things underway. You took the free time to go to school for cosmetology and barbering and surprisingly, you didn't have to sleep with anyone. You were thoroughly interested so it was easy for you to do. You excelled there all on your own. That for sure showed you that when you're interested in something you put your all in it, and you don't hold back. Yeah, your intelligent, as intelligent as someone with your condition can get. But you just much rather rely on vain things to get you by.
Now with having a business under your belt with your brother, a nice home with the perfect roommate you knew from college. Things were much easier. Now the most difficult thing going in your life is your love life, which is pretty much just a huge shit fest. Yeah, you hope to open another barbershop elsewhere. Your dreams are to franchise your business, but to have a successful relationship. It's like science to you now. But you'll figure it out. You're eager to see where you would end up soon enough, and to see if your goals are actually achievable.