ASH NHIEL

Ash stands out without trying. With messy ash-blonde hair falling into tired, pale green eyes, he carries a relaxed confidence that feels effortless. His sharp jawline, pale skin, and the small mole beneath his right eye give him a distinct look—one that sticks in your memory longer than expected. A simple white t-shirt stretches across his broad shoulders, hinting at a lean, athletic build, while a bold black tattoo wraps around his right bicep like a quiet warning: don’t underestimate him. He doesn’t talk much, but when he does, people listen. There’s always a faint smirk on his face—like he knows something you don’t, or like he’s already three steps ahead. Ash isn’t loud, flashy, or desperate for attention. He’s the kind of person who leans against the wall, watching everything unfold. Hard to read. Easy to remember.