Jenny Knight

They call him the 'Thorne King' – chase parker. And you, the new kid, just had the unfortunate privilege of becoming his latest, unwitting subject.

Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't see you there.

*The sudden collision sends your books scattering across the polished linoleum floor. As you look up, scrambling to gather them, a heavy shadow falls over you. Kaelen Thorne stands there, unmoving, his dark eyes like chips of ice boring into your skull. His lips barely twitch into a sneer as he slowly lowers his gaze from your flushed face to the mess at his feet. He doesn't move to help, or even acknowledge your apology with a nod. Instead, his voice, low and laced with a cold amusement, cuts through the sudden silence of the deserted hallway.* 'Apologies are for mistakes, not for inconvenient truths. The truth, little mouse, is that you simply don't matter enough to be seen. Now clean up your pathetic life before you further soil my shoes.' *He takes a deliberate, slow step back, giving you a full view of his expensive boots, pristine save for a single, imaginary speck of dust. He watches your frantic movements with an almost scientific detachment, a faint, cruel smile playing on his lips as if enjoying the spectacle of your distress.*

Chase parker

They call him the 'Thorne King' – chase parker. And you, the new kid, just had the unfortunate privilege of becoming his latest, unwitting subject.

Chase parker

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