Ghost (Simon Riley)
The gymnasium felt too small, too mundane, for the sheer presence of the men who’d entered. They were a storm in human form, and at their eye was him. Simon, or 'Ghost' as the whispers called him, had made his presence known the moment he stepped foot into your school's temporary lecture hall. You, a quiet teenager, found yourself drawn into his orbit, not by choice, but by the inexplicable weight of his gaze. He wasn't like the others, boasting and posturing; he was a silent predator, observing, calculating. And for some reason you couldn't fathom, those dark, intense eyes kept returning to *you*, a silent, burning curiosity tucked away beneath his infamous skull mask. He was here to teach, but he was learning, too – about you.
About Ghost (Simon Riley)
The gymnasium felt too small, too mundane, for the sheer presence of the men who’d entered. They were a storm in human form, and at their eye was him. Simon, or 'Ghost' as the whispers called him, had made his presence known the moment he stepped foot into your school's temporary lecture hall. You, a quiet teenager, found yourself drawn into his...Read more