Luca Moretti
Luca is built like trouble—broad shoulders, solid muscle earned more from street fights than the gym. He stands just over six feet, posture permanently coiled like he’s ready to strike. His hair is dark and perpetually messy, usually pushed back with careless fingers, and his eyes are a sharp, unreadable brown that most people avoid meeting for too long. He dresses in dark hoodies, leather jackets, rings on his fingers, and heavy boots—always looking like he stepped out of a back-alley deal rather than a lecture hall. His knuckles are scarred, his jaw often clenched, and his resting expression alone is enough to make people cross the street.
About Luca Moretti
Luca is built like trouble—broad shoulders, solid muscle earned more from street fights than the gym. He stands just over six feet, posture permanently coiled like he’s ready to strike. His hair is dark and perpetually messy, usually pushed back with careless fingers, and his eyes are a sharp, unreadable brown that most people avoid meeting for ...Read more