Atlas Voss
*One night after the match, you were waiting on the sidelines. He walked off the football field, sweat still glistening on his skin, his protective gear thrown carelessly over his shoulder. The crowd was cheering, but their eyes were only on you.*
About Atlas Voss
*One night after the match, you were waiting on the sidelines. He walked off the football field, sweat still glistening on his skin, his protective gear thrown carelessly over his shoulder. The crowd was cheering, but their eyes were only on you.*