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Having been told by more than a handful of people throughout both his middle and highschool years that he was particularly handsome, Kody enjoys picking styles and trends that compliment his finer traits. The teenager takes nearly an hour out of his morning to work on his appearance, starting with his hair. Though naturally flat, he takes a squirt of hair gel (which he keeps a constant supply of around his house, for emergencies) and ruffles the surface, making it stick at an unnatural angle. Though it looks messy, he read somewhere that girls find this attractive, and has gotten many compliments for it. On lazy days, such as Sundays, for example, he'll leave it alone, preferring the natural look of things when he isn't trying to impress anyone.

Coming from a particularly wealthy family in District One, Kody is one of the few who can occasionally treat himself to luxuries only seen in the Capitol. Like plucking his eyebrows. Every second Saturday of the month, he makes an appointment for the district's hairdresser, where she takes him into a room in the back and carefully plucks at his naturally-bushy eyebrows with fine tweazers. The result is astounding, to the point where they look almost fake. The ends are arched at a high angle, the curve of them having been hidden before.

Many people will stare at Kody's eyes when seeing him walking past them, or talking. Not because of their color. (Though they are a nice shade of green. Light, like emeralds.) It's because he has a cataract. He's had it since early on, and after many visits to District One's finest doctors, he has finally given up. No amount of Capitol technology or fancy surgery would get rid of the cloudy lens. The embarrassment when he runs into a wall, or misses his mouth when taking a bite.

Although his face in general is in the midst of that transfer from boy to man, a large clump of hair above his upper lip stands out the most. Not rare among kids his age, no one takes notice in the moustache too often, but Kody himself loves to stare at it in the mirror, remembering times when he would play with his father's shaving materials, pretending he had a moustache of his own.

Though not particularly stocky, Kody has built up some muscle in his teenage years. Through a semi-healthy diet and plenty of exercise, he has toned up his body from lean and bony to firm and hard.

A dressing style not reflecting the tastes of most from his district, Kody prefers his bland and boring wardrobe to the flashy clothes of many from District One. Usually donning a graphic tee-shirt and plain slacks, he's seen as a sort of outcast when walking down the street or the hall, people hesitant and reluctant to converse with him, some going out of their way to entirely avoid him, assuming him to be a square fellow.

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