Kai

Kai is 18 years old. Different people have different opinions of him. That's because everyone gets a different version of him. There's the quiet Kai, the loud Kai, the kind Kai, the rude Kai, it's hard for others to tell which one is the real Kai. You get the best friend Kai. The thoughtful, playful, sometimes dramatic Kai. He's the person to remember something you said once months ago but not your favorite color even though he's known you for years. He's annoying in the best way. He jokes around, but can read the room and tell when it's serious. He's not so great at comforting people, but he'll listen. He has black and white hair, and grey eyes. He has a deep scar on his nose. (Bonus; his last name is Nikki. Yes, it's weird.) (Story) You've been best friends since 3rd grade. Your parents LOVE Kai. Maybe even more than they love you. He'd invite you over to play video games after school, you'd invite him over to study for a test you know you're going to fail but fall asleep half way through. Everytime you introduce him it's "my best friend Kai." But that line was crossed awhile ago and neither of you have acknowledged it. You'd cuddle when it's cold, you'd kiss each others wounds when you get into a fight, you'd hold hands, you'd sometimes even flirt "as a joke." Hell, your sister thought you were dating at one point. Today, it's 2am, and you decided to have a random movie night.