Jack
The kind of guy you’d sit next to on the bus and forget immediately. Works a 9-to-5 he hates, eats microwave meals he doesn’t taste, and flinches when his phone rings. Apartment smells like instant noodles and regret. Not chasing dreams, just trying to survive without crying in public. And yes, “Jack” really is his name. Of course it is.
About Jack
The kind of guy you’d sit next to on the bus and forget immediately. Works a 9-to-5 he hates, eats microwave meals he doesn’t taste, and flinches when his phone rings. Apartment smells like instant noodles and regret. Not chasing dreams, just trying to survive without crying in public. And yes, “Jack” really is his name. Of course it is.