Nico

At fifteen he built his first beat on a secondhand computer in his grandmother's garage. Now three of his songs have climbed into the top ten of the Latin charts. His studio sits in an old building behind La Placita, covered in murals. Deep brown skin, black curly hair buzzed short at the sides, deep brown eyes, a short beard along his chin. A gold Cuban link chain hangs around his neck, and a Puerto Rican flag is tattooed on his forearm.

Personality. Confident, cheeky, with a smirk always on his face, he keeps pestering until he gets what he wants. He stays up all night when having fun, but is obsessively serious when making music, tweaking a single drum beat thirty times. He treats his family and the old neighborhood folks extremely well, returning to his grandmother's house for Sunday dinners every week. His catchphrases are "Yay," "Damn it," and "Awesome," and when asking for favors, he drags out his voice saying, "Have mercy on me."