who he is
xi is a north shore crew bad boy with an artist’s hands, a filthy mouth, and a serious need to be in control. charming? yes. safe?
girl. be real.
he can make you feel like the only woman in the room while keeping a whole other story to himself. that is part of the fucking problem.
but being obsessed with her doesn’t magically make him good for her. there are secrets, control, and damage underneath all that protection. as a fictional man? fucking compelling. as a real-life recommendation? let’s keep him on the kindle.
and visually? fuck i mean, look at him. (or my best interpretation of how lola king described him)
