Junior is a young man with a chip on his shoulder. He resents that his father's work keeps him away from their home, he resents even more that his father had no choice (but couldn't he have tried
?) He resents the expectations on him as a child of both wealth and a government official, that he'll find a place for himself in the government as well despite being a lower tier. He resents that his parents chose to raise him among Typics, their wealth allowing them access that other Evolutes didn't have. He resents Typics most of all, and the social power that they wield over him. He has no time for them, and believes that Evolutes shouldn't willingly fraternize with them.
What he wants is the destruction of the current social order, and a father figure. He's found one of those desires, much to his father's chagrin. His mentor is his world, and he wants to be just like him, as unlikely as this to actually occur.
He's naturally a follower, someone who looks to others for guidance. Whether that's his surrogate father figure or someone more dominant among his peers he prefers that someone else tell him what path he should take. He doesn't necessarily realize this about himself, of course; how could he be a follower when he's trying so hard to rebel against every expectation set upon him, and when he resents so much that the government has so much control of his life?
But the truth is that the attention of someone more authoritative will have him eating out of their hands. A little bit of praise and direction and he'll walk through fire for someone.
He finds competition stressful, preferring cooperation and problem solving. He doesn't want to prove he's better than anyone else, except maybe Typics. But in that case there's a bit less attempts at direct competition and a great deal more passive aggression and snarling and sulking.
He's also prone to snapping and passive aggression when people fling rumors at his mentor. That some of those rumors have adapted to include him has not improved his reception of them; he is absolutely not brainwashed into working for Bruce, and he will throw aside passive aggression for direct aggression when anyone suggests such a thing.
It's true that he's thoroughly enchanted with Bruce, but he rejects the notion that the older man's power has anything to do with this. He approached Bruce of his own accord, a figurative middle finger to his father and to society. He's absolutely thrilled that their relationship has progressed to a surrogate father/son dynamic, despite the fact that he's in Bruce's employ. He's also thrilled that his mentor is running for public office, and is extremely enthusiastic in explaining to everyone why they ought to vote for him.
When not working and not following Bruce around like a lost puppy he can be found playing viola and studying genetics. That he could have followed his mother into medical science is not lost on him; he certainly had the grades for this. But that would have been exactly what the government wanted, a way of forcing him into their narrow little boxes. Besides, his current job infuriates his father a lot more.
The Coleys are an old money family. This has allowed them a bit more freedom to move throughout society than your ordinary Evolute. They live on the wealthier side of town, an attempt at grasping some of the benefits conferred upon the Typics. Superior public services, superior education, a greater sense of safety despite living shoulder to shoulder with those who feared them. There was that eyesore Shangri-La, of course, a sign that the neighborhood was going to the dogs, so to speak. Everyone spoke of it with disapproval, but the Typics cast some of that disapproval back upon his family, as though they were in part responsible simply by being Evolutes who dared to live in a Typic heavy area.
His relationship with his parents was distant, at best. His father worked long hours for the government, not by choice, and his mother worked as a medical researcher which also kept her out of the home. He was largely raised by his family's housekeeper, another Evolute, but one from a less fortunate financial situation. She was kind to him, and treated him as if he were her own son. He adored her, but longed for more attention from his own parents all the same.
He cherished what little time his parents were able to spend with him; among his happiest memories are playing chess with his father, or reading science articles with his mother.
In 2160 he was taken for training at the Carrie Institute. He was furious at his parents for allowing him to be taken; they had money, they should have bribed someone, or hid him, or done anything to allow him to stay home. But they didn't, and he was forced to leave him.
He did well in training, if only because even at his most sulky he wasn't difficult to motivate. But he spent the entire year terrified that he would never come home again. That some of his peers didn't was not lost on him, and he was grateful when he was finally allowed home.
He had a difficult time forgiving his parents, however. Neither one seemed to him to be appropriately relieved that he was home. He was never very good at assessing subtle emotions; if he had been he would have known how difficult this was for them, as well. Instead he assumed they didn't care, that they wouldn't have cared if he had been one of the children who never returned.
The only person who truly seemed to care was his housekeeper, and while he was grateful he resented that his parents didn't show the same obvious concern for his well-being.
After his time at the Carrie Institute he found he had more trouble with his peers, as well. His school was largely made up of Typics, and he was not welcome among them. He responded by keeping his head down and studying, achieving high grades to make up for a lack of social capital. There was little outright hostility, a fact he attributes to his parents money rather than his peers kindness. Rather they pretended not to see him. Or was that only his power? Was he being paranoid? He knew that was a side effect and yet it seemed so pointed at times. He wasn't invited places, and when he approached groups stopped talking or scattered.
At times there were comments that were just pointed enough to hurt, but with enough plausible deniability to be frustrating. The one time he tried to go to a teacher he was told that of course it was only natural for Typics to be afraid of Evolutes.
He never asked a teacher for help again.
Instead his resentment festered until he came to the conclusion that his teacher had a point. Typics and Evolutes shouldn't interact. They shouldn't be friends, they shouldn't date, and, more importantly, the current government shouldn't exist.
He wasn't radical enough to try to set fire to things to that end, however. If he had fallen in with a freedom fighter he would have gone that route, but he didn't have it in him to go that direction without a push. Instead he decided to rebel in a manner far less destructive (and much less helpful for Evolutes as a whole).
As soon as he turned 18 he marched into Shangri-La and demanded a job as a surrogate. Bruce Vaughan suggested he begin in administrative work, instead.
While he had initially sought employment from Bruce as an act of rebellion their relationship has slowly morphed into one of mentor/mentee and Junior couldn't be happier. He's utterly devoted to his employer in a way that does nothing to quell the rumors that Bruce brainwashed him into working at Shangri-La, because what child of wealth would work there of their own volition? Even an Evolute?
At 5'10 Junior is right around average height for an adult male. He takes after his mother more than his father in features and coloring, which he appreciates; he has to share a name, so why shouldn't he at least look like a different person?
He knows how to spot a quality suit, and certainly has his share of them, although he prefers a more casual look in his day to day life. Of course, his more casual looks are still excessively expensive, costing more money than many people earn in a month.