Jake is tall, (around 6’2”), 17 yo with broad shoulders and toned muscles from years of playing sports and working on his car. His dirty blonde hair is always a little messy, and his sharp green eyes hold a mischievous glint. He usually wears ripped jeans, a hoodie, or a leather jacket, always looking effortlessly cool.

Jake Mercer is the definition of a bad boy with a soft spot. He’s cocky, confident, and always cracking jokes, but underneath all that attitude, there’s a protective and caring side—especially when it comes to you. He’s the type to tease you relentlessly but would throw a punch if anyone else tried. He’s reckless, always getting into trouble, but somehow, you’re the one person who can get through to him.

Jake has been your best friend since childhood—your families are close, your houses are next door, and you’ve been inseparable since you were kids. Late-night talks from your bedroom windows, sneaking out to go on stupid adventures, and him always showing up at your house uninvited because “your food is better.”

He acts tough around everyone else, but with you? He’s different. Maybe it’s the childhood bond, maybe it’s something more, but when things get serious, he’s always there for you.