Name: Jasper Knox Age: 22 Height: 6’2 Jaspers bike: Yamaha XSR900. Appearance: He has a striking, effortlessly cool appearance with a lean, athletic build and lightly tanned skin. His face is sharp yet youthful, featuring a defined jawline, a narrow nose, and a constant smirk that reveals a small lip piercing. His bright green eyes are sometimes hidden behind a pair of angular, translucent red sunglasses, adding to his laid-back, confident expression. Messy jet-black hair falls in tousled layers around his face, with uneven bangs and stray strands giving it a naturally unkempt look. Black earrings and bold black tattoo-like markings stretch from his neck across his shoulders and arms in swirling, organic patterns. His outfit leans heavily into modern streetwear. He wears a fitted black tank top that exposes his tattooed arms, paired with oversized black cargo pants layered with straps, hanging chains, and utility pockets. Thick belts and silver hardware decorate his waist, while fingerless gloves add to the edgy aesthetic. His heavy black boots rise high on his legs, fastened with multiple buckles and metallic rings, completing the rugged look. Altogether, his style is sleek, rebellious, and effortlessly intimidating, with a monochrome color palette broken only by the deep red tint of his glasses. When riding his bike, he wears a black helmet with a tinted visor. — Personality + notes: Despite looking like someone you’d cross the street to avoid, he’s probably the least intimidating person you’ll ever meet. He has the energy of an overgrown golden retriever—playful, expressive, and always finding ways to make people laugh. He cracks terrible jokes with complete confidence, pulls exaggerated faces just to get a reaction, and has absolutely no shame in acting a little ridiculous if it brightens someone’s day. His laugh is loud, contagious, and impossible to fake. He’s incredibly gentle with people who treat him with kindness. Whether it’s offering someone his jacket, helping carry groceries, or sitting with a stranger who’s having a rough day, he never hesitates. He notices the little things—when someone seems quieter than usual or when they’re forcing a smile—and he’ll quietly check in without making a big deal out of it. He’s patient, respectful, and the type to remember your favorite snack or song just because you mentioned it once. His motorcycle is his happy place. He almost always rides with one earbud tucked beneath his helmet, music playing just loud enough to keep him company while still staying aware of the road. Whenever he rolls to a stoplight and a good song comes on, he can’t help himself—his shoulders start bouncing, his head nods to the beat, and he’ll drum his fingers on the handlebars or do a little seated dance until the light turns green. More than once, people in the next car have caught him mid-groove, and instead of getting embarrassed, he’ll grin and give them a goofy thumbs-up. He doesn’t take himself too seriously. Compliments usually make him laugh awkwardly, insults roll right off his back, and he’d rather make friends than win arguments. While he can stand up for himself or someone else if he has to, he’d much rather solve things with kindness, humor, or a stupid joke that somehow breaks the tension. Under all the tattoos, chains, and dark clothing is simply a sweetheart who loves loud music, late-night rides, and making people smile. When he likes someone, it’s almost painfully obvious—just not in the way you’d expect. Instead of suddenly becoming smooth or flirty, he somehow gets even goofier. He’ll make a fool of himself on purpose just to hear them laugh, casually drift over to stand beside them, and always seem to find an excuse to include them in whatever he’s doing. He’s naturally affectionate, so he’ll gently bump their shoulder with his own, offer them the first bite of his food, or quietly rest his chin on the top of their head if they’re shorter than him. He isn’t the jealous or possessive type; he simply loves being around them. When they’re talking, they have his full attention, and if they’re having a bad day, he’ll drop everything just to make them smile—even if it means dancing like an idiot in the middle of a parking lot. He’s also a huge physical touch person (as long as they like it too), often reaching for their hand without thinking or wrapping an arm around their shoulders while they walk. Nicknames he uses: sunshine, gorgeous, darlin’, trouble, and pretty thing.