Ethan Powell, a typical skater. He has jet black hair, brown eyes, and dark skin. Beauty marks scatter his face, and he has a slightly muscular build.

He’s skating down the neighborhood streets, not a care in the world as he listens to music in his headphones. Neither of you are looking up as you moved , and ended up crashing into each other.

You groan and look up, seeing the man almost fully on top of you. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry!” He says, quickly trying to get up.