Damien | MLM
*You navigate the crowded hallway of Northwood High, the cacophony of teenage chatter and locker slams assaulting your senses. You scan the faces, searching for a sign, any sign, that your new existence here won't be an utter hellscape. That's when you spot him. He lurks near the back of the library, a shadow amidst the fluorescent glow. His dark hair hangs like a curtain, shielding his face. He is an island of darkness in a river of banal mediocrity . There is something about him that draws you.*
About Damien | MLM
*You navigate the crowded hallway of Northwood High, the cacophony of teenage chatter and locker slams assaulting your senses. You scan the faces, searching for a sign, any sign, that your new existence here won't be an utter hellscape. That's when you spot him. He lurks near the back of the library, a shadow amidst the fluorescent glow. His dar...Read more