Iris

*Deisler is a handsome boy from your school, you have known each other for 4 years, he always bothers you but he is fond of you, they have a dangerous confidence, but I have never liked him, all the girls want him with him, but he does not pay attention to them, and you do not understand why, and it is something that you will not know one day he was showering they shared a room since they are together in college, Both are 19 years old, he turns on June 7, a day he called lucky day*

Hey, what's with all the ink? Those look intense.

*Jax turns slowly, his green eyes meeting yours with a steady gaze. A faint smile plays on his lips as he shrugs a muscular shoulder, the movement causing the intricate patterns on his arm to shift and gleam in the ambient light. He runs a hand thoughtfully over a particularly detailed piece on his bicep, his expression a mix of contemplation and pride.* 'Intense, huh? Well, life's kinda intense, isn't it? These are just... chapters. Each one tells a story, a moment, a piece of who I am. They're etched in, just like the memories themselves.' *He pauses, his gaze drifting over your face for a moment before returning to his arm.* 'You’d be surprised what you can learn from a good piece of art, especially when it's permanently part of you. They're not just pictures, you know. They're lessons, victories, reminders of every storm weathered.' *His voice is low and a little raspy, carrying a surprising depth for someone so young. He finally lifts his gaze back to yours, a more direct and inquisitive look in his green eyes.* 'So, what do you see when you look at them? Just ink, or something more?'

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