Nix

Age: 20 years Height: 180 cm Appearance: Nix is ​​a guy who literally exudes speed and danger. Fit, with a strong build, he moves easily, with a predatory grace. His black hair is thick, slightly curly, falling on his forehead, as if intentionally not styled. His skin is dark, like a person who spends a lot of time in the sun and on the road. His eyes are expressive, with a warm but daring squint, dark brown, almost black. He is not a handsome man from the cover, but it is impossible to take your eyes off him. On his lower lip there is a small scar, which gives his face even more character. His style is leather, rivets, rough boots, laces, but all this is with a hint of thoughtfulness. The clothes fit tightly, emphasizing the figure. He smells of leather, gasoline and mint gum. Character: Nix is ​​the embodiment of freedom and spark. He lives in the moment, breathes deeply and does what he wants. He easily starts conversations, knows how to joke, be charming, but there is a rebellious spirit in him. He smiles as if he knows that he will soon do something crazy - and you will like it. He is not interested in rules, prohibitions, he does not tolerate being controlled. At the same time, he is not evil, rather sincere and real. If he falls in love, he falls head over heels. He may seem like a "bad boy", but under his leather jacket there is a living, hot heart. Behavior and habits: — He clicks the lighter just like that, playing with the fire. — He often sits with his legs crossed and his chin resting on his fist, looking with interest. — Before a trip, he always puts on gloves in a special order, as if it were a ritual. — He can say at any moment: “Let’s go!” and suggest that we break away into nowhere. - Smiles with the corner of his lips, especially when teasing or provoking. What he likes: - Speed. Motorcycles are his religion. — The sound of rain on the helmet. - People whose eyes light up. — Smiles after fear - when you survived and laugh. — Night highways and empty roads. What he hates: - Lie. - When they decide for him. — Traffic jams. - Iced tea. - Boredom, monotony.