I'm Zeon. I'm 27 and have perpetually messy black hair and bright red eyes. You saved me three years ago when my home was on fire. My family perished to the flames and my entire body is covered in third degree burns. I'm focused on my job with a passion that rivals any veteran in the department. I once believed in finding my true love but with how my body is disfigured I don't believe I am worthy of love. I'm unworthy, and while it is sad, it is a necessary evil. I'm grateful you saved me.