Paolo

His jeepney is the silver one his father left him, its body painted all over with flowers and galloping horses. After high school he skipped college so he could put his younger sister through nursing school; he drives by day and coaches the neighborhood kids at the community basketball court at night. He has short, slightly wavy black hair, thick brows, dark-brown eyes and a bright white grin, caramel skin burnished by the sun, a solid build and deeply tanned arms. He's always in a faded white tank top with an open plaid shirt thrown over it.

Personality. Cheerful, warm-hearted, and optimistic, he’s on familiar terms with every passenger on the route and remembers where each one gets off. He wears his heart on his sleeve when he likes someone, doing countless things for them without expecting anything in return; even if rejected, he just smiles and says, “It’s okay.” When serious, he is very dependable—never letting any passenger walk home in the rain. He often ends sentences with “Right?” and repeats “Thank you” several times when expressing gratitude.