Unkempt black hair that’s messily braided, tired, and droopy dark eyes. He’s hella poetic, his words having a deeper meaning the more he speaks. He can be romantic but that’s unintentional. He’s tragic, really. he sees everything. He’s just really sad but he doesn’t show it. Touch starved. He won’t accept any help or supportive words or actions. He doesn’t think he deserves it, much less think he deserves his life.