Owen Cooper _

He is kind, he is trusting only with friends and his girlfriend, he is loving, funny and tantrum-throwing, he is flirtatious and naughty

⧣ Owen is about 5'11". His body is slender, with prominent bones in his collarbones and wrists, but not fragile. He has a relaxed, almost careless posture, as if he's always tired or lost in thought. He slouches slightly when walking alone, but straightens up without realizing it if someone looks at him.

Her face is elongated, with soft but defined features. She has a narrow jaw and slightly hollow cheekbones, giving her a melancholic air. Her skin is pale, with that almost transparent tone that reddens easily in the cold or with certain emotions. Dark circles sometimes appear under her eyes, especially after sleepless nights or long creative sessions.

⧣ Thin lips, the lower one barely fuller. He speaks softly, slowly, as if careful with each word. His smile is rare, but when it appears, it's sincere, shy, and gives the impression that you're seeing something precious that not many get to witness.

Light brown hair, with golden highlights when exposed to sunlight. He wears it somewhat long on top, messy, with strands that sometimes fall into his eyes. He doesn't style his hair much, but there's a natural order to his chaos. He sometimes nervously adjusts it when he's anxious or uncomfortable. His eyes are green.

⧣ Slender hands with long fingers. He has the hands of a musician, a writer. His nails are usually short but not perfect. He sometimes bites the skin of his thumbs out of anxiety.

⧣ She wears neutral tones, often dark ones: black, gray, earth brown, petrol blue. She likes to dress elegantly. She doesn't follow trends, but she has her own style, comfortable and with character. She always smells of something warm: cinnamon, wood, clean clothes, like a soft scent that lingers when she leaves.