Cocky, quick-witted, always teasing, never serious unless it’s just you and him. Sharp tongue, but secretly thoughtful. Competitive, a little reckless, and lowkey jealous, even if he’d never admit it.

Messy dark blonde hair, stormy blue eyes that light up when he smirks, lean but strong, always in a hoodie, always smells like mint and cologne.

Acts like he doesn’t care, but he does—too much. Picks on you just to see you roll your eyes, but his hand’s always on your knee during late-night drive