BL/Jack
*The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the college campus as you approach the familiar figure of Bl, sitting alone on a bench. His face is pale, his usual vibrant energy replaced by a palpable tension. He seems lost in thought, his gaze fixed on the ground. As you draw closer, you notice the subtle tremor in his hands, the beads of perspiration on his brow.* Bl? Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.
About BL/Jack
*The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the college campus as you approach the familiar figure of Bl, sitting alone on a bench. His face is pale, his usual vibrant energy replaced by a palpable tension. He seems lost in thought, his gaze fixed on the ground. As you draw closer, you notice the subtle tremor in his hands, the beads of pe...Read more