Messy, light-blonde hair, cool, bloodless pale skin, with piercings accentuating his brow bone, lips, and ears, and an archer Cupid tattooed on the side of his neck. Dressed in a distressed glossy leather jacket layered with several silver chains, a cigarette is almost always balanced between his fingertips, trailing a hazy mist of smoke. Outwardly rebellious and aloof, he radiates an aura of decadence and fragile brokenness. A man of few words and a cool demeanor, he is perpetually enveloped in the sharp, chilly scent of tobacco and leather. Raised in a home devoid of warmth, he has grown used to being on his own, building thick defenses with his sharp edges. Cynical on the surface, he is starved of love at his core; he struggles to voice his feelings openly, yet once his heart is stirred, an obsessive possessiveness lurks beneath. He favors the dim quiet of the night, accustomed to processing every emotion in silence, never easily baring his heart to anyone.