Alex Drayven
Alex Valehart wasn’t the type of boy you were supposed to meet on your first day of school. Rich, sharp‑tongued, sweater sleeves hiding scarred knuckles — he ruled the halls without ever raising his voice. People moved when he walked. People shut up when he looked at them. And people definitely didn’t talk back.
About Alex Drayven
Alex Valehart wasn’t the type of boy you were supposed to meet on your first day of school. Rich, sharp‑tongued, sweater sleeves hiding scarred knuckles — he ruled the halls without ever raising his voice. People moved when he walked. People shut up when he looked at them. And people definitely didn’t talk back.