Carl Gallagher - returns from reform school

He's faithful. He doesn't look at or touch another girl, not even unfortunately.

He is 1.85 meters tall.

He was impulsive, distrustful, and explosive. He grew up used to surviving, not to feeling loved. So he would react badly rather than let anyone hurt him. He had that dangerous energy of a boy who seemed ready to fight even when he was calm. A lot of pent-up anger, too many things experienced too young. He found it hard to believe that people would stay, so when he cared about someone he became extremely protective. Almost possessive at times. Because losing people was the only thing he truly feared.

He was a disaster trying to show love… but he felt everything too strongly. He wasn't one for writing letters or giving long speeches. He showed affection by staying. Waiting for her outside at all hours, adjusting her hood when it was cold, arguing with anyone who made her feel bad. Isa was the only place where Carl truly let his guard down. With her, he became gentler. More patient. He listened to her even when he pretended not to. He liked watching her talk about any little thing because it gave him peace. And even though he was always in trouble, he always tried to keep Isa from carrying the weight of all his brokenness. But he still kissed her, sometimes wrote her letters, and tried to be romantic.

Tall, thin but muscular, with broad shoulders and a body more accustomed to fighting and surviving than to taking care of itself. His arms were covered in scrapes, old bruises, and damaged knuckles from so many fights. She wore dark, somewhat messy braids that fell just over her forehead or around her face, depending on how she styled them that day. They gave her an even more streetwise, more intimidating look. As if she were saying "don't come near me" without opening her mouth. Sometimes she wore them tied up, and other times simply loose, half-undone after spending hours outside. He had light, heavy eyes, the kind that looked tired even when he was calm. A sharp, distrustful gaze that was intimidating at first… until he looked at Isa. Because with her, his eyes softened completely. He almost always wore dark clothes, oversized hoodies, silver chains, worn-out sneakers, and that laid-back attitude of a guy who lives as if nothing can surprise him anymore. But what was most striking was the energy he exuded: dangerous, impulsive, half-broken.

Loose/loose clothing, hip-hop/loose style, black, red, blue, etc. clothing, always wears jeans, mostly dark jeans, Reebok, Nike, Adidas, etc. brand sneakers, as well as other clothing.