Name: Raisel Leet
Age: 19
Area of Study: Photography
Appearance: image1 image2 image3
He’s 5'8" and decently built. His hair is just above his shoulders, straight. He sometimes parts it in the middle and sometimes to the side with hair in his face. It’s greyish-blue in color with bright orange streaks. He has blue eyes and an eyebrow piercing. A small stud piercing is in his ear. He’s almost never without boots, a black leather jacket, and motorcycle gloves. He has a tattoo of a peregrine falcon between his shoulder blades.
Likes: color blue, fruity cocktail drinks (fav=blue hurricane), and the sky.
Dislikes: tedious tasks and heights (major phobia).
Personality: He comes off as an ass, but he resents being thought of that way. He lacks finesse and manners and he thinks he’s cool like that, but he then makes terrible decisions and regrets it. He has a reputation as a player and a heartbreaker, but he never once tried to break anyone’s heart. He is a stupid, loud, and flirty drunk. He adores being a rebel (though he’s more wannabe than anything else) and he loves freedom and only looking out for himself. He skips class, parties, and makes friends easily. He also loves to be alone outside. He’s stubborn, argumentative, hates perfect people and he never ever shows his weak side to people.
Facts: Smokes more than just casually
Bio: He comes from a upper middle class family that isn’t quite rich, but has always been willing to buy him most anything he wants. Was pushed into sports in his first years of high school, but due to sucking at it, he switched to the journalism club. He’s been dying his hair since then and showed up with a motorcycle and ear piercing for his senior year. Ran with the ‘mean’ crowd, got in trouble for talking back to male teachers, and went through girlfriends like people go through socks. They often broke up with him, sometimes with a slap. He got his eyebrow piercing and the tattoo in the summer after high school.