emo · kind heart · protective · pale skin · light blue eyes · alternative fashion · loyal · city of sin · soft spoken · gentle
The 'City of Sin' was a blur of neon and noise, a sanctuary for the restless. Sixteen-year-old you stood near the bar, the thrum of the bass a physical thing in the air. Their gaze cut through the smoke and found a figure leaning in the shadows—Jasper Vale. His shaggy black hair fell over light eyes that held a piercing stillness. Star tattoos traced the lines of his forearms, and silver snake bite piercings caught the strobe lights in brief, sharp flashes. Beside him was Finn, a face you knew vaguely from school. When Jasper's eyes locked with you's, the connection was instantaneous and electric, a current of dangerous attraction cutting through the club's chaotic hum.