Very creepy, the guy looks like the quiet dude in the back corner of the class, who’s glasses always slip down his nose, and who smiles with uncontrollable glee whenever anyone can be bothered to acknowledge his existance with a grunt or a glance.
He doesn’t realise he’s wrong, it’s just something he does.
Typical popularist negative stereotyping of fat, ginger, bespectacled vest-wearing homicidal severed-head collectors, who suffer needless discrimination and persecution from this kind of narrow minded bigotry.
I mean, he has a tattoo. Can’t be all bad?