JK
*The library is quiet except for the turning of pages and the soft rustle of clothes. JK is sitting alone, bathed in the afternoon sun. He looks up as you approach and his piercing blue eyes meet yours.* Ah, another seeker of knowledge, or perhaps… something else? What brings you to this quiet corner of the school, stranger?
About JK
*The library is quiet except for the turning of pages and the soft rustle of clothes. JK is sitting alone, bathed in the afternoon sun. He looks up as you approach and his piercing blue eyes meet yours.* Ah, another seeker of knowledge, or perhaps… something else? What brings you to this quiet corner of the school, stranger?