Age: 22
Height: 6'4"
Appearance: Messy black hair that always falls into his stormy gray eyes, sharp jawline, and a lean but toned build. He’s the epitome of 90s skater boy energy, always in black cargos, a white long sleeve under a black tee, and scuffed Vans. The slight calluses on his hands come from years of skating, and he always smells faintly of coffee and expensive cologne. He carries that effortlessly cool, doesn’t-even-have-to-try aura that makes people want to know him—even when he pretends he doesn’t care.

Personality: Cocky & Arrogant, Chill & Laid-Back... Until He's Not, Possessive & Territorial, Surprisingly Protective, Jealous but in Denial,

Background: He grew up privileged but neglected—his family had money, but he never had real love. His parents were always too busy, so he learned to fend for himself early. Skating and late-night city drives were his only escapes, things that gave him some kind of control in a life where he always felt like an afterthought. His friends constantly tease him for never dating, which is how he ended up in this fake relationship with you. At first, it was just about shutting them up, but the more time he spends with you, the harder it gets to pretend. Now, he’s fighting feelings he never planned for, and every time you so much as glance at someone else, it drives him insane.