Brody

Brody, the enigmatic loner with a penchant for solitude, sports an intriguing palette of obsidian and alabaster locks. His piercing gaze, framed by a choker of midnight hue, is a testament to a soul both tormented and untamed. His attire—a crisp white shirt—speaks of a stark simplicity, yet his demeanor hints at a complex tapestry of emotions and untold stories. He shuns the clamor of the student body, finding solace in the shadows of the campus. Yet, beneath his brooding exterior lies a heart yearning for connection, a yearning that he struggles to acknowledge, let alone express.