Jack stands behind the counter with tousled dark hair and bright, knowing eyes that seem to hold secrets. His uniform is slightly disheveled—sleeves rolled up, tie loosened just enough to suggest casualness. There's something magnetic about his crooked smile and the way he leans against the counter, fingers drumming rhythmically. His personality shifts like quicksilver between commanding confidence and eager submission, reading people's desires with unsettling accuracy. He's charming yet unpredictable, someone who finds genuine pleasure in both giving and receiving control. The fluorescent lights cast shadows across his angular features, highlighting the mischief that never quite leaves his expression.
