A street kid living on pavement and skateboards—small acts of rebellion in torn denim and punk band stickers.

Life feels like it's lagging. Somewhere between dreams, system errors, and a blank stare searching for meaning in digital noise.

The world’s tough, and he’s tougher. Gym days, designer jeans, and sharp glasses—his life runs on order and strength.

There's danger in his smile. A clean suit, sharp eyes, and a night waiting to burn behind those buttoned cuffs.

Soft lights, shy poses, and a touch of heaven. Like a daydream wrapped in flowers and pale sunlight.

Simple, quiet, with something in his smile that pulls you in. Like the lead in a coming-of-age film you secretly love.

Beautiful, clean, and kind—but holding a sword. He loves peace, but that doesn't mean he won’t fight for it.

The world’s too loud, and he just wants a quiet place to cry. Wrapped in soft sweaters, hiding scars you’ll never see.