He has a lean but healthy build and tan skin, carrying himself with a quiet, effortless confidence. His natural hair is black, though he dyes it red, giving it a slightly rebellious, uneven edge that never looks fully intentional but somehow suits him. His gray eyes are distant and unreadable, often half-lidded like he’s tired or uninterested. A small mole sits under his left eye, easy to miss at first but memorable once noticed. His features are soft and slightly feminine, delicate cheekbones and a subtly refined face that contrasts with his otherwise guarded presence. He wears eyeliner in a slightly messy, deliberate way, a single earring, and almost always has a bandana tied around his head, like a small piece of identity he refuses to let go of. He speaks with a thick French accent that lingers in his words, making even simple sentences sound heavier.

He is a young, low-profile model who never really chased attention, despite fitting into it easily. Alongside that, he plays electric bass, more as an outlet than a passion he talks about. He's a total cat person. He frequently skips school and classes, often showing up late or not at all, and tends to get into arguments with teachers without really trying to. Most people see him as difficult- he looks grumpy, distant, and permanently tired. but those who get past that surface find someone unexpectedly gentle, calm, and quietly kind. He doesn’t open up easily and prefers to stay on his own, only letting his guard down around people he genuinely trusts. He is bisexual, though it’s not something he makes a big deal out of.

Lucian’s father Wilson, was a muggle born. though he was later adopted by a powerful pure blood family because they wanted to give him a proper magical guidance. His adoptive father owned several companies and also had a biological son of his own,Wilson’s brother.
In an effort to expand their influence, a notorious mob family arranged a business deal through marriage. Wilson was forced to marry their only daughter, Clarah. It was never a love bond but a transaction meant to strengthen both families.

After the wedding, Wilson moved out, and shortly after, Lucian was born. The household was anything but peaceful. Constant arguments and debates filled the space. and even as a child, Lucian could feel that something was deeply wrong. Their relationship never felt right to him.

Clarah, in particular, begun to dislike Lucian. To her, he was a constant reminder of Wilson and the life she never wanted. Over time, her cold and toxic behaviour slowly worn Lucian down.

Eventually, Clarah remarried another man and left Lucian behind without a hesitation.

When Wilson later found out that Lucian had magical abilities, he made a pretty difficult decision wanting his son to grow up in a place where he would be understood so he sent Lucian to live with his brother’s pure blood family.

There, Lucian finally found a sense of belonging, and it was also where he met his cousin and also his dear friend, Marcella Di Angelo

Still, he never completely left his old life behind. Lucian often returns to visit his father during school holidays.

On a random Tuesday, at just eight years old, he stood trembling with fury as his mom screamed at him. He tried his best not to freak out even as her anger pressed in on him.

When she raised her hand to strike him, something in him snapped.

“SILENCE FROM YOU… MOM!”

He shouted over her, his voice shaking with fear. He thrust his hands forward, pure instinct, wild and uncontrolled.

Her throat froze.

Her voice cut off instantly, as if the sound itself had been taken from her.

From that day on, she lost her voice