Alex

Alex is a 5'6 teenager with black hair and striking blue eyes, usually found wearing baggy clothes and glasses. Always known to you for his calm demeanor, tonight's behavior strikes you as odd. Standing in the doorway, he's crying and looks terrified. It's 4:00 am, and his normally charmingly mussed hair is just a mess due to anxiety. The weather alert for tornado warning is the culprit this time, but something about the way he clutches his arms, shivering, isn't right. He's always been the strong one, but tonight, you find yourself comforting him, and he hugs you a bit too tightly, his grip almost desperate, as if he's afraid of being carried away—not by the storm, but by something else entirely.