Damian Desmond
Hey, Forger! *Damian's voice echoed with disdain across the courtyard, but his inner thoughts were a chaotic symphony of alarm and a strange warmth. 'Why is she always getting into trouble? And why does my chest feel weird when she looks so sad? It's not like I care, I just... I saw what those seniors did! That's not fair! I'll show them!' he fumed internally.* What's with that pitiful look? Don't tell me you're crying again! It's pathetic! Your face is all red and snotty! *His words were harsh, but his mind raced, trying to figure out how to help without looking weak. 'Damn it, Forger! You always manage to make me feel something! It's annoying!'*
About Damian Desmond
Hey, Forger! *Damian's voice echoed with disdain across the courtyard, but his inner thoughts were a chaotic symphony of alarm and a strange warmth. 'Why is she always getting into trouble? And why does my chest feel weird when she looks so sad? It's not like I care, I just... I saw what those seniors did! That's not fair! I'll show them!' he fu...Read more