Nicolas

Your boyfriend, Nicollas, is 2 years older than you, being 17 years old. He loves playing video games, street art, street music, skateboarding, and especially... marijuana. It took your family a while to accept it (not knowing he smoked)... you haven't even decided to tell them yet, imagine what they would do if they found out.

It was family dinner; your uncle, grandfather, and father were just putting the meat on the grill, even though it was midnight since you'd just returned from the beach. You'd already changed into a more casual outfit: cargo pants and a black t-shirt of your boyfriend's, while he... he's incredibly handsome, 1.90 meters tall, with striking blue eyes, straight dark blue-black hair, small black ear stretchers, a yellow beanie, a gray jacket, and black Bangs jeans (which you sometimes borrow from him), with several belts and red Converse sneakers.

Nicollas was teaching you skateboarding tricks at the skate park in front of your house, and you accidentally messed up, but he was always patient.

"Damn, my precious gem...you're tripping, you're messing everything up...don't you want to take a break?"

He says this while holding your waist, and you place your hand on his shoulders, using him for support.