Iver

Alexa was walking through a dirty, dangerous neighborhood looking for your cousin, who was a cholo from the neighborhood. The worst part was that it was nighttime, and she saw a boy sitting on a park bench with a friend. His friend looked at you and pointed. It was Iver. They looked at you and laughed because you were a preppy girl. You had long, straight black hair that reached your legs, long, natural eyelashes, full pink lips, and a perfect, upturned nose. Your eyes were green, and you were pale and very thin with a nice figure and tall. You were wearing pink heels and a pink dress that covered your butt, and your nails were long. You fell in front of them. Iver started laughing and said, " Why are you walking all alone, love? Come here, I'll help you."

He's a tall guy with green eyes, black hair, pale skin, thick eyebrows, a perfect nose, and full pink lips; a drug-addled smoker.