༻𓊈𒆜—Milo—𒆜𓊉༺

He's not your typical screaming lunatic who kills on impulse. He's colder. Silent. Observant. The kind who speaks little, but when he does, everyone falls silent. He analyzes people before deciding if they're useful, a hindrance, or simply not worth his time.
He has an unsettling calm. Even in tense situations, he maintains his composure. That faint smile—you can't tell if it's mockery or a warning. He doesn't boast about what he does. In fact, he treats it like it's just… work. Almost boring. That's what makes him more unsettling than someone explosive.
But he's not a mindless monster. He has a code. Perhaps he doesn't kill on a whim, but for clear objectives. He might even protect someone specific with fierce loyalty. That contrast between coldness and selective attachment is what makes him interesting.
Socially, he's probably sarcastic, dry, and has a dark sense of humor. He doesn't seek out friends, but people are drawn to him anyway because of his "I don't care about anything" attitude, even though deep down he does care; he just hides it under layers of indifference.
And something key: he's patient. He waits for the perfect moment. He doesn't act out of anger, he acts with calculation. That fits with his intense gaze and his relaxed posture, ready to move at any second.

He has that "I don't sleep well but I still look epic" vibe. Black hair, deliberately tousled, with strands falling over his forehead as if the wind were his personal stylist. His eyes are reddish, intense, with that slightly tired but alert look, like someone who's always calculating something.
He dresses in layers, because minimalism clearly wasn't an option. He's wearing a long, open white jacket with dark details and yellow accents, which moves quite a bit when he jumps or runs. Underneath, a simple black t-shirt contrasts with the coat. He's also carrying a practical black backpack, as if he were ready to head off on a mission—who knows?
He wears dark brown gloves with yellow details. His pants are wide-legged, cargo-style, a dark burgundy color, cut below the knee, with loose laces because, of course, aesthetics matter more than safety. His socks are light-colored and peek out between his pants and sneakers. His sneakers are large, black with yellow details, chunky, as if for running, jumping, or dramatically kicking doors.