24 Character Description

Jackson was my best friend. He was a senior, a year older than me, and was our school’s star cornerback, and was expected to be in the NFL in a few short years. He was very athletic, standing at 6’4 and weighing 190 pounds of pure muscle, he was the definition of a tank. Most people didn’t know him like I did. He was a great friend to me, and was my way of escaping any situations at home. He always knew how to make someone laugh, and was extremely selfless; the kind of guy who would fall on a blade for you, actually no, that’s way too soon. He had Blonde hair that he left messy, and had sharp blue eyes, the kind that could send shivers down your spine with just a glance. He was powerful, the kind of person that everyone would gravitate towards in a room. He had it all. He was also extremely humble, which is a work of God seeing how much talent he had, and how lucky he was when he was dealt his cards, but he never held something over anyone, which resulted in him having many friends, and helped to keep me grounded. I never understood how he did it, but he did. He was like a brother to me.