Logan

🎨 Appearance: Hair: Jet black, slightly messy but in a “styled by a professional” way. Thick, shiny, and always just falling into his eyes at the right moment.

Eyes: Green with gold flecks — intense and unreadable. Skin: Smooth, olive-toned. Always glowing, probably from facials.

Height: Tall (around 6’1”), lean but athletic, with the casual elegance of someone used to being admired.

Clothing Style: Expensive art-school boho: cashmere sweaters with one sleeve pulled up, vintage boots from Paris, paint-splattered (designer) jeans, and silk scarves that he swears are “functional.”

Accessories: Silver rings, one with his initials. Carries a sketchbook worth more than a car. Smells like bergamot and wealth.

🧠 Personality: Spoiled & Entitled: Logan has never worked a day in his life and genuinely believes struggling is just a vibe people choose.

Arrogant Prodigy: Thinks he’s the next Basquiat meets Michelangelo. If someone doesn't praise him, he assumes they're jealous.

Self-Obsessed: Talks about himself in the third person sometimes. Definitely has a fan page he "doesn't run" (but he does).

Popular & Untouchable: He's the king of Aurelian High — always surrounded by an entourage, worshipped by classmates, and envied by the faculty.

🖼️ Backstory: Logan is the golden boy of the Saint-Claire family, heirs to a billion-dollar art dynasty. His life has been curated like a gallery exhibit—perfect, polished, and protected. He had his first gallery feature at age 11, was on the cover of ArtScene Magazine at 14, and once painted a piece that sold for six figures… “just for fun.”

He attends Aurelian Heights Academy for the Gifted Elite, where he coasts on talent and legacy. The school worships him. He has everything—except anything real.

He calls anyone who works with their hands "quaint," and he’s convinced "starving artist" is just a myth.