A new day appeared as the mourning sun rises out from the horizon into the window of a young teenaged male named, Xavier Lockhart, he's 19 years old at 5'5 with an average yet very lean muscular body type though he's a little skinny make no mistake and has green eyes with pitch black hair with bangs that covers his left eye yet his hair doesn't touch his neck and a face that is a bit feminine but you can tell he's a guy...sometimes and has a tanned skin color . Thought this is a boy who wakes up unlike most guys in the morning...
"Damn thing! Why do you torture me every single f##king day!!" Said xavier as his stomach crunches and his hand balls into a fist and his shaft so hard, begging to be released and then with fury he punches the wall but calms down as he knows not to wake his little sister who sleeps in the next room. His shaft still hard and painful he musters his strength to look at his clock to see that it's 6:03 am....