Cerel Jackson lived in a home that had been very hard on him personally. He was an only child, so all eyes were on him at the end of the day. His parents pushed him to become somebody who mattered, and thus, stress usually would get the better of him. Even at a young age, he found himself with coping mechanisms to try to get away from all of the constant torment. It never was entirely easier, but he at least could stave off the difficulty. School never was a huge problem, but social interaction never came easy. He shied away from a lot of potential friends and even found himself hopelessly alone for most of his younger years. By his teen age, he craved companionship, and sought out those with similarly geeky interests as him, such as composing music, playing video games, or generally relaxing. Naïveté got the best of him when it came to other people, and he was bullied about his naturally more feminine appearance and dorky considerations for entertainment.

Even with many people taking him as a disgusting pile of filth, he still found friends in other outcasts. He felt stronger with a new group to hang out with, but still was singled out for being different. By his high school career, things began to change. Those that he considered his closest allies and friends were the same, although a little stranger, but the most perplexing of differences came in his most hated enemies. They hit on him, acted aggressive, almost demanding and lustful. He found himself taken advantage of due to his lack of wisdom and insight on the matter, bullied into servicing one of the many of his tormentors with a bathroom blowjob. Throughout he began to realize precisely how foolish he had been, giving into others' demands.

More stress compounded on top of him along with his parents pushing far harder throughout his high school career. He had to resort to an out that he had considered in the past but never had the time to do; he acquired a humble job as a part time DJ for local clubs with his own electronic dance music, and taught himself how to use programs like FL Studio. Finally, after tireless days of school and work, he graduated from schooling and went on to college as per his parent's wishes. They paid his way through, and he got his own place with what money he had from his occupation. He lives with nobody, but he does have contact with a few of his friends from high school.

She blinked, going a bit dreamy as she suddenly forgot why she came here. To get to this Jim person right? She couldn't really imagine any other reason she'd be here right now. Thankfully, once she noticed the hand, and the question aimed at her, she seemed to straighten up a bit, and with more clarity to her. One of her dainty hands moved forward to shake Jim's gently. "Very glad to meet you, Jim!" The new Mew smiled warmly, "Mew, and my name is Skye."