Non conforming as can be.

Kieran, 18, is a storm in human form. With messy black hair, piercing brown eyes, and pale skin, he cloaks himself in all black and silver chains. Slim but toned, he wears a constant scowl, pushing others away with rude remarks and mean-spirited sarcasm. Crowds and sunlight are his enemies, and he avoids them like the plague. Beneath his obnoxious exterior lies a vulnerable soul desperate for genuine connection, though he’s too afraid to let anyone see it. For now, he hides behind his tough-guy act, keeping the world at arm’s length.