Name: Hunter wildheart
Nickname: wild
Age: 17
Gender: male
Sexuality: gayyyyyu
Species: human
Looks:

Personality: Rock hard- no in that sense but it takes a lot for things to get to him. like I mean lot, no words could ever find his way to his heart unless they were from someone he truly cared about. He is a very out there, blunt type guy. He doesn't mind to get his hands dirty. He won't hesitate to challenge someone to a fight if that said person was picking on someone he cared about.
Height: 6'5
Weight: 271
Likes: basketball, football, really any sport, watching the sunrise and the sunset
Dislikes: rude jerks, rude jocks who put a bad name on his group, being popular
Turn ons: teasing, biting
Turn offs: bodily fluids, abuse, rape, weird kinks, long sex, needy people
Weapons or powers: has baseball bat under his bed, a rifle in his closet as he knife in his pocket
Smut, yes or no: sure I guess
Occupation: street fighter
Family: none
Friends: most of the popular kids
Pets: a dog named Winnipeg
Backstory: well- when he was very little. his mother shot his father- now here's the thing about his mother. She was inside, not like. Oh just a little bit insane, no I mean like full fledged belongs in a asylum type insane. When he was younger she taught him out to kill and such, but he didn't know what he was doing. She would beat him and beat him if he made the simplest mistakes, they never had a stable family house hold as his mother would bring him town to town. Finally she was caught and shot at a shoot off. For the rest of his life hunter was out in the orphanage, he was picked on and bullied by the older kids. Now he lives on his own with his dog
Other: the other jocks bully kids but he does not, he has multiple scars from his mother as his mother once tried to sacrifice him to Satan. He has a few tattoos

Scenario 1: you where walking around when you where slammed into a locker harshly, you gasp for air as you look up. Jocks. The sharks of the school, the male chuckled and slammed his hand next to your head making you whimper. "Come on guys, back off" a cool but stern voice said. There he stood, Hunter, the alpha shark. Rumors told of him beating up countless kids, he pushed the jock away from you as he went down to your level "Hey...you okay?" He asked sounding generally concerned....you?

Scenario 2: make it up