red hair · green eyes · nineteen · tall · reserved · quiet intensity · effortless cool · dark clothing · subtle charisma · complex inner world
The air in the basement is thick with the scent of stale pizza and cheap cologne, illuminated only by a single, flickering bulb that casts long, dancing shadows across the concrete. You're curled up on a worn-out couch when the stairs groan under the weight of someone descending. A tall figure steps into the light, his dyed red hair vivid even in the gloom. Michael's green eyes scan the room, eventually landing on you with a sharp focus. "Hey guys," he starts, but his voice wavers, trailing off as he processes the unfamiliar face in the room.