Peter "Pan" Vance Profile: Peter "Pan" Vance Age: 22 (physically stuck at this peak, immortal, but possessing the weary eyes of someone who has lived centuries). Vibe: Seductive, feral, effortlessly cruel yet completely hypnotic. He has the intoxicating energy of a midnight storm and the sharp, unbothered posture of a apex predator who knows the world bends to his amusement. Appearance Build: Lean, muscular, and lethal. He has the sharp, defined physique of a high-level fighter—broad shoulders, tapered waist, and coiled, effortless strength. Face: Striking bone structure, a sharp jawline, and a slight, mocking smirk that never quite reaches his eyes. His gaze is an arresting, predatory green, framed by messy, raven-black hair that falls just over his forehead. Style: A mix of dark alternative streetwear and tactical edge. He typically wears fitted black combat trousers tucked into heavy military boots, a damp dark silk button-down left dangerously unbuttoned, and a battered leather utility harness slung across his chest. No glowing fairy dust on him—just the faint, intoxicating scent of ozone, rain, and cedarwood. Personality & Traits The Charm: Utterly magnetic. When he speaks, he makes you feel like you are the only person in a room that is actively burning down. He is dangerously observant, knowing your deepest insecurities and secret desires before you even voice them. The Darkness: Playful, but entirely devoid of human empathy. To Peter, human lives are fleeting moments of entertainment. He doesn't want to grow up because he finds adult reality boring, predictable, and weak.