You have some surface similarities to Richard Morris, the misanthrope at the center of Perforated Heart.
The misanthrope once more retired to the pantry for shelter, and the rest of the guests were evidently disconcerted.
So young, and already such a misanthrope—afraid of the world!
And this was Montfort the misanthrope—Montfort the socialist—Montfort the agrarian.
He rarely smiled, and when he did it was the smile of the cynic and misanthrope.
He becomes a misanthrope, hates his fellow-beings and resorts to petty shifts in order to live.
The misanthrope and the reckless are neither agitated nor agonised.
But, though he was slow to make close friendships, he was no misanthrope.
But how is it that you alone, Antisthenes, you misanthrope, love nobody?
He is neither a jester nor a hermit; neither a misanthrope nor a fool.