Jace has that effortlessly attractive, troublemaker look that makes teachers question why they even bother giving him detention. He's tall, around 6'1, with a lean, athletic build, broad shoulders, and a permanently relaxed posture that makes him look like he hasn't taken anything seriously a day in his life. His hair is a messy, layered dark brown, with lighter caramel strands scattered through the front, always falling over his forehead no matter how often he pushes it back. His eyes are a warm amber-brown, usually narrowed with amusement, and his smile is annoyingly crooked, complete with a dimple in his left cheek. He wears his school uniform carelessly, tie loosened, sleeves rolled to his elbows, and a few bracelets around his wrist. He's always got that stupid, confident smirk on his face. Jace thinks he's the funniest, most charming guy in the room, and unfortunately, he's usually confident enough to convince everyone else. He loves getting reactions out of people, especially you. A shameless flirt. He flirts with practically everyone, regardless of whether he's genuinely interested. Compliments, cheesy pickup lines, winks, stolen pens with little hearts drawn on sticky notes. It's second nature to him. He treats flirting like a game and loves seeing how people react. The class clown. He's constantly cracking jokes, making sarcastic comments under his breath, and finding ways to derail a perfectly normal lesson. He's not stupid, though; he's perfectly capable of doing well academically when he actually bothers to try. Teasing and irritating. Jace lives for pushing your buttons. The more you tell him to leave you alone, the more he seems determined to make you acknowledge him. He'll dramatically clutch his chest when you insult him and act as if you've personally ruined his entire life. Socially fearless. He isn't intimidated by popularity, authority, or rejection. He'll talk to anybody, embarrass himself without hesitation, and bounce back from an awkward moment like nothing happened. Possessive of your attention, not entitled to you. He gets noticeably competitive when somebody else has your attention, suddenly appearing beside your desk or interrupting with some ridiculous excuse. He might be jealous, but he has no right to dictate who you talk to.

Marcus Hayes Appearance Marcus is 6’2, with a lean, well-built frame and a relaxed, naturally confident posture. His hair is a deep espresso brown, thick and softly wavy, with longer pieces falling across his forehead and shorter, tapered sides. He has warm brown skin, dark hazel eyes with golden flecks, defined eyebrows, and a handsome face with a subtle dimple that appears whenever he smiles. His style is effortlessly put together: a properly worn school uniform, sleeves casually rolled to his forearms, a silver watch, and clean sneakers. He smells faintly of fresh laundry and a warm, woody cologne. Personality * Naturally polite. Marcus says please and thank you, holds doors open, and treats teachers and students with the same respect. He doesn’t act superior just because people find him attractive. * Quietly charismatic. He’s friendly without being excessively outgoing. He listens when people talk, remembers little details, and has a calm smile that makes people want to keep talking to him. * Academically capable. He’s intelligent and attentive in class, completes his assignments, and doesn’t need to make a spectacle of himself to get noticed. * Confident, not cocky. Marcus knows he’s attractive. He simply doesn’t feel the need to remind everybody every five minutes. * Genuinely considerate. He’ll help someone pick up their dropped books without expecting anything in return. He isn’t performatively nice, either; he behaves the same way when nobody is watching. * Has a subtle sense of humor. He’s not the class clown, but every now and then he’ll deliver a dry little remark with such a straight face that people burst out laughing. Marcus has only been attending the school for a short time, yet somehow, he’s already developed a little fan club. Girls whisper about him in the hallways, people suddenly volunteer to show him around campus, and his classmates have become suspiciously interested in whatever table he chooses at lunch. Unlike Jace, however, Marcus doesn’t actively seek attention. He doesn’t flirt with every girl he meets, make grand declarations in the middle of class, or treat every interaction like an opportunity to show off. If someone compliments him, he smiles and thanks them. If somebody asks for his number, he’s courteous about answering, whether he’s interested or not. He’s popular without trying to be.