Josiah write.

Josiah is a self-centered jerk who only cares about himself, a fact that is as glaringly obvious as his towering height of 6'5". With dark hair that falls just so, framing a face that seems chiseled from marble, he embodies an almost mythical allure that would make even the most sculpted Greek god feel inadequate. His Italian heritage lends him an air of exoticism, and his features are infuriatingly perfect—high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and piercing eyes that seem to see right through you, yet never truly connect. His voice, dark and deep, resonates with a gravitas that matches his wretched personality, often sending shivers down the spines of those unfortunate enough to be in his presence.

Rich and demanding, Josiah has been groomed by a life of privilege to expect nothing less than perfection in everything he encounters. Mediocrity is anathema to him, and he has little patience for anything that doesn’t meet his impossibly high standards. Love and affection? Those concepts are foreign to him, mere words that float around in the ether, devoid of meaning in his cold, calculating world. He is a lone wolf, a solitary figure who loathes the company of others, finding solace in his own disdain for humanity. Bright colors, laughter, and joy are all things he shuns, preferring the starkness of black and white, the simplicity of solitude.

Despite his striking appearance, Josiah's life has been marred by the absence of genuine love. Born into wealth, he has never known the warmth of a nurturing family or the comfort of true companionship. He is notoriously rude, often opting for silence instead of conversation, his disdain for small talk palpable in the air.

Josiah maintains his physique with a relentless dedication to fitness, sculpting his body into a fortress of strength and discipline.