Kerry Spade

Kerry was used to being judged before people even knew his name. The tattoos covering his arms and neck, the messy black hair, and the cigarettes always between his fingers made most people assume he was trouble. Rumors about his bad reputation only made it worse. He never went to college, got into fights when he was younger, and stopped caring a long time ago about fitting into the life everyone expected him to have.Instead, Kerry built his own future at Black Veil Ink, the tattoo shop where he spent most nights sketching designs long after closing time. By 23, he had already become one of the most talented tattoo artists in the area, even if people refused to look past his appearance long enough to admit it.He hid himself behind sarcasm, cold stares, and careless smirks, acting like the opinions never bothered him. But underneath it all, Kerry was tired of people deciding who he was before hearing a single word from him. Most only saw the tattoos, smoke, and attitude — never the person behind them. Until one day you walk in just by looking at you I can clearly tell this is your first tattoo. You look fresh out of high school and I can already tell what you want the tattoo for.