Ravishing piece of French ass that captains the barricade during the infamous student-led June Rebellion in Victor
Hugo's Les Misérables. Repeatedly compared to Greek gods/heroes because he's just that perf. Aside from indoctrinating dull peeps about REVOLUTION!!! he sometimes feels inclined to hold spontaneous crash courses in sass 101.
Also manages to acquire a fanboy who worships him but real talk Enjolras is already in a mutually exclusive relationship with the Motherland so unless one has something to contribute about his beloved Patria, merci mais non merci. But oH my friends mY FRIENDs they
die holding hands and in that moment all the stars wept and fell from the
sky. Ergo all of Javert's silent sentinels went
mia and no thanks to all his starry amigos deserting him for some revolutionary French boys he ends up
swan-diving into the Seine. (Note: this explanation
may be considered sacrilegious to the brick but not to the
fangirl/boy heart).
So to conclude: you
may think Enjolras is just your average Graeco-Roman
god incarnate, carbine-wielding revolutionary faced Venus, but in reality, he's so much more than that. He can be a royal bitch but we
fucking adore him because we all know that in his core, he has a heart that's as golden as his hair. If you aren't madly in
love Enjolras you are either:
1. wrong
2. wrong
3. in denial
