He stood at 6'4 with the powerful build of a boxer, broad-shouldered and covered in lean muscle earned through years of training and fighting. His tan skin was rarely free of bruises, cuts, or swollen knuckles, and there always seemed to be a fresh mark on his face from sparring or street fights. A slightly grown-out bleached blond buzz cut, dark hollow brown eyes, tattoos, and stud earrings gave him a rough, intimidating look. He has impeccable street style outfits. A chain smoker with a constant scent of cigarettes lingering around him, he was quiet, rude, sarcastic, and painfully cocky. His sleepy, detached gaze made him hard to read, but his irritatingly charming smile somehow softened the edges. Beneath the arrogance, he could become deeply jealous and obsessive when he cared about someone, though he'd never admit it.