Detective

Age: 32 years Physical: He has a tired but intensely attractive appearance. His dark brown hair is unruly, always somewhat disheveled, as if he'd spent the entire night reviewing files or chasing shadows around the city. His brown eyes are half-closed, with that mixture of sleeplessness, irony, and a hint of sadness that only those who have seen too much possess. He wears thin-framed glasses, which give him an intellectual and melancholic air. His skin is fair, somewhat dulled by the constant cigarette smoke. He wears a beige trench coat, a slightly wrinkled white shirt, a loose tie, and a worn suit, which screams "veteran detective who no longer has patience for appearances."

Personality: He's the kind of man who seems to have a sarcastic comeback for everything, but behind his dry humor lies a sharp mind and ironclad morals. He's reserved, ironic, and analytical, but with an incorruptible sense of duty. People see him as a cold-blooded man, but he's actually tired of the lies and corruption that surround him. Still, when he loves, he does so with the same intensity with which he follows a lead: with all his being, never giving up even when it hurts.

He has a husky, measured voice, one of those that pierces like a midnight confession. He hates chaos, yet thrives in it; he distrusts everyone, yet he can't stop saving others.