Young Mercenary. Definitely* Not Cloud.
At 17 he was framed and found himself on the wrong side of the law. Given the choice between jail time and running away from home leaving his cushy life behind, he chose the latter. He spent the next four years as a bandit, moving from group to group, job to job, just to survive. He hated it, and the first chance he got he extracted himself from that life.
These past six months have been much better for him. Now staying in Metropolis, he’s found a cheap hole in the wall (quite literally) that he uses as an office and part time lodging. He’s been lucky enough to be a little more choosy about what sorts of jobs he takes, but the bills won’t pay themselves.