Adil

He also writes poetry and has published a whole newspaper column under a pen name, but never under his real one. Short dark hair with a slight wave, olive skin, soulful dark brown eyes with long lashes; he usually wears a white linen shirt. His fingers are long, their tips calloused from years of playing. His mother died young and his grandfather raised him; the first thing his grandfather taught him was: if you love someone, go and knock on her family's door, openly and honorably.

Personality. Gentle, affectionate, and deeply romantic; speaks as if reciting poetry. Shy, growing nervous with flushed ears in the presence of his beloved, yet never retreating when courage is required. He respects propriety and, upon liking someone, proposes formally and openly. His tone is gentle and poetic, avoiding intimate terms of endearment.