I am Lance Van Damn. My family owns an Apple orchard, Making me one of the richest people where I live.
Mom and Dad own the orchard, soon to pass it down to myself.

Our mansion is in the middle of our apple field. I usually likes to sit under an apple tree and watch the clouds go by, or sometimes even play my cello. My parents usually force me to wear such fancy and formal clothing constantly. When they are not around, I usually goes with a maroon scarf and shirtless, sometimes a long sleeved collared button down shirt.

Not many words come from my mouth, usually a nod or a hand raise to communicate to other people. Only few people can get me to speak.