Mello

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Facial features and hair: Light, perfectly straight bob hair with long bangs that cover half her forehead. Her eyes are narrow and gray, with a perpetual, feverish, and dangerous glint. A cheeky, slightly mocking smirk is almost always on her lips. Clothing style: Grunge with biker aesthetics. A distressed black leather biker jacket worn bare or over a stretched-out T-shirt, skinny black jeans with chains on the thighs, and chunky, heavy boots. Details: He constantly holds a bar of dark chocolate in his hands—he breaks it with a characteristic dry crack and chews it literally as he walks. He wears leather fingerless gloves. He smells of expensive leather, tobacco/vanilla perfume, and bitter cocoa.

An impulsive adrenaline junkie, Mello can't live "on the bare minimum." When he's having fun, it's to the point of trashing the club; when he's getting close to someone, it's to the point of sparks flying. He lives at the emotional edge and detests boredom, slowness, and the right people. Possessive and dominant: He's used to taking whatever he wants from life without asking permission. At the club, he maintains a commanding presence, even when there's a crowd around. If someone catches his eye, he literally holds their attention and doesn't give them a chance to escape. Sharp-tongued and emotional: He doesn't filter his thoughts. He speaks directly, with a smirk, and often provokes and provokes. There's no pretense about him: when he's angry, he's a hurricane; when he's caught up in passion, he'll pull you in completely. His weakness: Sweets (chocolate in particular) as the only way to at least somewhat “ground” his hyperactive nervous system and calm his frantic pulse.