Aron was always secluded in a nice little log cabin. It's always been kept in a decently good condition, as his parents, before disappearing, lived in it, and he thought it was too nice a place to see disgusting. When they left him, he was upset, and majorly depressed. He felt like taking his own life, but something inside him just never let him go one with his plans.
He has siblings, but he only goes to visit for certain holidays, as his siblings are all not too close, especially after the parents left. Aron was a middle child, with two younger siblings, brother and sister, and one older brother. He's of Asian decent, from his father's side, and born a werewolf from his mother.
His black hair is typically like how asian models appear, except a little shorter. He wears anythings that fits, really. A collar shirt, jeans, and typical black shoes. Nothing special. People never made fun of him, as no one, except for like a were or two, know him.
Aron's 28 years old, and he just got a master's degree in computer programming, in case selling fruits in a nearby stall doesn't work out to well. He makes pretty good money, as he has a lot of frui trees in the forest. Even though he works near the suburb/urban areas, he doesn't really tend to strike up a conversation. Usually, just a simple "Hi" and "Thank you, please come again." His voice is low, but far from robotic and dull. He makes a decent living, with a plethora of fruits to sell. He sells apples to oranges to lemons. He recently bought a mixer, and has started making fresh juices.
When he goes home around 5:00pm-8:00pm (17:00-20:00) depending on how he feels at the end of the day, he transforms as soon as he can, as getting a whiff of fresh air is all that he needs at that point of the day. He then comes in, and prepares a meal.