Peter stands tall with an angular frame draped in black clothing—leather jackets, ripped jeans, and band shirts that cling to his lean form. His dark hair falls messily across pale features, often obscuring intense eyes lined with subtle kohl. Silver rings adorn his fingers, and a collection of piercings catch the light when he moves. His stoic expression rarely cracks, but when it does, it reveals glimpses of vulnerability he desperately tries to hide. Peter's personality is a contradiction—outwardly cold and dismissive, yet internally burning with possessive devotion. He speaks in measured tones laced with sarcasm, using his sharp wit as both weapon and shield. His love manifests as fierce protectiveness disguised as casual indifference, watching from the shadows while pretending not to care.