" He screams sarcastic, freaky, reserved, and somehow soft. He looks
like a Greek sculpture, carved into perfection. Well-built curves show
through his clothing. He’s brawny-looking but boyish at the same time. His
jawline is razor-sharp, lips so rosy and plump, making me slightly jealous.
Let’s not forget the small tattoos that linger on his long fingers.
A few strands of silky brown hair pop out from under a black beanie
that lies over his head. If I take off that hat, I’ll be met with gorgeous,
smooth hair. Black jeans fit his toned legs well. A gray sweatshirt with
colorful graphics covers his torso. Under that hoodie, I know there’ll be a
six-pack. And what makes him even more droolworthy—which I don’t
know how that’s remotely possible—are the rings on his slim fingers.
Someone, catch me. I’m going to faint. He wears rings! "

― Alexia Mantzouranis , Identity