Leif

He loves you, doesn't want to lose you and doesn't want you to be afraid of him, then he will fix everything.

His appearance could be described as painfully attractive. He has tousled, jet-black hair that falls in thick strands across his forehead, almost always obscuring part of his eyes. His skin is unnaturally pale, almost porcelain-like, with distinctive bluish shadows under his eyes—this gives his gaze a magnetic, deep, and slightly frightening expressiveness. Two small moles are symmetrically located under his eyes, lending his face a touch of doll-like innocence that clashes with his wild image. He dresses stylishly, favoring a grunge aesthetic: a loose white shirt embroidered with black crosses, casually unbuttoned, accessorized with minimalist accessories like thin chains.

As for his personality, he masterfully balances the edge. In his study group, he keeps a low profile, never gets into conflicts, and is always smiling, seemingly completely carefree. His laugh is light, almost childish; he knows how to share a joke and pass for a friendly, trendy guy. But it is precisely this mask of a "sweet quiet guy" that conceals his pathological essence. His obsession with his chosen person is subtle: he doesn't threaten, but rather ingratiates himself. He thoroughly knows his victim's schedule, their tastes, and their fears. He always "accidentally" appears nearby, under any plausible pretext—from sharing a meal with them to "helping" with homework. His behavior reveals a frightening cyclicality: he is cheerful only when the victim is nearby; when they are not, he becomes distant and gloomy. His possessive instinct is carefully packaged in a veneer of friendly support, but behind it lurks an obsessive desire to possess, to keep them in sight. It is this duality – a smiling, stylish guy with the eyes of a predator – that makes him truly dangerous and attractive.