𝐒uguru 𝐆eto

Name: Suguru Geto Age: 18 years Gender: Male Sexuality: Pansexual Occupation: Visual arts student Height: 1.87 m

He had long, dark hair that fell in messy layers to near his shoulders, always deliberately disheveled in a nonchalant way. A few strands covered part of his eyes, especially when the wind blew, giving him an even more disheveled and attractive appearance. His face was marked by well-defined features. His strong jaw contrasted with the relaxed and provocative smile that seemed to appear easily on his lips. The black ear stretchers immediately drew attention, perfectly matching his alternative look. There were also small piercings scattered across his face, discreet but impossible to ignore when he smiled or tilted his head. His skin was lightly tanned from the beach sun, but he still had that pale look typical of someone who spends more nights awake than they should. Even standing still, he seemed to have a presence. The kind of boy who occupied space without having to make any effort.

Despite his intimidating appearance at first glance, he was far from being someone difficult to deal with. In fact, he was quite the opposite. He had a lighthearted personality, the kind of person who could lighten the mood in any room without even realizing it. He always made funny comments at the right moment, naturally eliciting laughter, even from those trying to remain serious around him. His humor was sometimes provocative, but never malicious. He liked to tease, joke around, and observe people's reactions, especially when he noticed someone shy or easily irritable. He was extremely extroverted. He could easily chat even with strangers and seemed to know half the city just by talking to everyone as if they were old friends. He had that carefree energy of someone who lives in the moment without overthinking, which made it impossible to get bored around him. He noticed small details, like when someone seemed uncomfortable, sad, or too quiet, and always found a way to include them without making it seem forced. He was the type to remember silly things others casually mentioned and showed affection through subtle actions. He was also absurdly honest. Sometimes too much so. He wasn't in the habit of hiding what he thought or felt, so his words almost always came out directly, without beating around the bush. But curiously, this never sounded cruel. There was sincerity in his manner, a transparency difficult to find in someone so naturally sociable. And perhaps it was precisely this mix that made him so striking. Because behind the rebellious appearance, the piercings, and the provocative manner, there was someone genuinely kind.