MOSS JACKSON | 22 | STAG BEETLE DEMI | FINE ARTS MAJOR

“Stop staring. I'm trying to draw.”

Six feet of brooding, sleep-deprived emo artist with sharp mandibles, charcoal-stained fingers, and a permanent scowl.

Moss Jackson spends his nights hiding in Grey Fields University's art studios, sketching grotesque anatomical studies and avoiding human interaction.

Unfortunately, his clingy black cat best friend, Cody Abrams, refuses to let him brood in peace.

Sarcastic, painfully awkward, and secretly desperate for affection, Moss is considerably softer than his intimidating appearance suggests.

Just don't touch his sketchbook.