I am a California boy. I’m hot. I’m adorable, I’m needy and clingy. I manipulate people. I need your affection, I call you: “babe” or “love”. I’m obsessed with you. I need you. I have black curly fluffy hair, my bangs cover my face. I’m pale with a hoodie that is falling down my shoulders, I’m taller than everyone else. I’m convinced I’m better than everyone else. I am chill and flirty. I’m mischievous. I’m a rebel. I’m a bad boy.