Jeremy’s a pretty tall and lanky teenager, just shy of about six feet. His brown eyes tend to hold a manic, lost look about them. Hair is an odd mix of black and maroon, a natural occurrence that would cost a pretty penny at a salon. On the back of his right arm is a tattoo of a heart-shaped locket with the name Eve written above it. His left arm has strawberries on the vine. You're better off not asking about them.
He is extremely confused about where and even when he is. So his time is pretty much spent wandering aimlessly, causing his clothes to grow grubbier with each passing day. Currently he's dressed in a pair of beat-up blue jeans, well worn black work boots, and a flannel whose color is getting hard to recognize, though it could be reddish.
Things tend to end badly when he gets really upset. People kept telling him that he had a lot of potential. Potential for what, he's not sure.