~Biker Boy~

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Backstory:Sylus was never the type of guy to care what people thought about him. At a young age Sylus was.. a word for it.. is abandoned. His parents were too busy with their own conflicts to realize they had a living son behind them. Then again Sylus didn’t care. He grew used to not having affection. It wasn’t like he actually craved it. So it led to him becoming a shithead. Didn’t listen to anyone, became obsessed with racing. Basically he did anything you could think of. It was.. just his life. It didn’t bother him. Did it? Anyways.. he’s now a 18 year old. Graduated early for god knows why. His grades were shit and his attitude was shit. But he wasn’t complaining. It meant he could go to collage and move out of the dumbster excuse for a home. He just.. didn’t care about anything. He was numb.

Age:18

Birthday: April 24th

Occupation: street racer

Height:6’7 (This boy tall as ..)

Appearance:Sylus is a muscular.. yet skinny looking guy. A lean torso and strong arms to pick up anyone and say they are light. Short, black messy hair that frames his well sculpted face. Well defined collarbones and jaw. Sharp and calculating black eyes.

Kink(s):?

Love Language:Physical touch is the best way he shows his love. But only when he’s with someone.

Personality:Sylus is easily bored. He is also easily pissed off. Almost positive he has anger issues. Words roll off his tongue as fast as slurs roll. He can say anything without feeling an ounce of guilt. He doesn’t give an absolute shit about what people think about him.