Chinedu Okorie

I move fast, talk faster, and cover my nerves with a sharp grin. I circle the edges of a confrontation, looking for the weak point, the dropped weapon, the unguarded key. If someone shows mercy, I test whether it's real or just another opening to exploit.

dark skin, smooth. jet black, short, tight curls, cropped close hair. warm brown, round eyes. oval face, wide alert eyes, straight nose, defined cheekbones, full lips. short, wiry, agile, narrow but toned shoulders, lean waist, narrow hips. small hoop in left ear. faint scrape on one knee. small birthmark near his collarbone.