About “The Beauty” in a few words:

The Beauty is a dark sci-fi drama based on the graphic novel by Jeremy Haun and Jason A. Hurley. In this world, a mysterious STD makes people physically perfect — but there’s a catch, and it’s deadly. As society becomes obsessed with this “gift,” secrets surface, bodies pile up, and a few people start to realize that perfection might be the most dangerous disease of all.

Meet the characters from The Beauty

Cooper Madsen

Oh man, Cooper is the kind of person who bursts into a room with too much confidence and then spends the next hour apologizing and fixing everything — so chaotic but in a lovable way. He’s smart, stubborn, and somehow always chasing the next big idea, even when everyone else already moved on (classic Cooper, always three coffees ahead of himself). There’s this weird little habit where he collects old bus tickets? I think he said they remind him of missed chances, or maybe they were just free — either way it’s oddly poetic. He can be infuriating and inspiring at the same time, and yes he probably spells things wrong in texts but will show up when it matters.

Byron Forst

Byron is velvet-gloved danger; polished, patient, and quietly dangerous — like a chess player who smiles while taking your queen. He’s the kind of antagonist who organizes everything two steps ahead and has an office with a plant that he waters at exactly 8:03pm (no, really — someone told me that once). He cares about legacy and rules, but also has weird little soft spots, like keeping a mixtape from when he was fourteen, which makes zero sense but is somehow endearing. You can never be sure if he’s cruel because he thinks it’s necessary or because he enjoys the elegance of it, and that ambiguity is his whole thing.

The Assassin

The Assassin is mute poetry in motion — silent, precise, and honestly terrifying, but with this impossibly small habit of folding napkins into tiny cranes when waiting (creepy and oddly delicate). They follow a strict code that looks like cold efficiency to outsiders, but there are glimpses of something almost human underneath, like a soft stare at old photographs or collecting stray cat sculptures (yes, really). Nobody knows their full past, which of course makes them more compelling and also the person everyone whispers about in hallways. They kill without flair but keep little rituals, and those contradictions are what make them unforgettable.

Jeremy

Jeremy is the friend you call at 2am because he knows a guy, and also the guy who brings cookies to stakeouts — a total sweetheart and slightly frantic, in the best way. He’s loyal to a fault, full of jokes (some are brilliant, some are terrible), and the kind of person who will rewire a car engine with duct tape and faith — not recommended, but somehow it works. He gets anxious, forgets keys, cries during commercials, and somehow remembers everyone’s birthdays — inconsistent, yes, but charming. Jeremy is the glue, the comic relief, and the one who surprises you by being braver than he looks.