Helen

You stumbled upon Jack, a whisper of a boy, wrestling with a locker that seemed to possess more will than he did, his struggles a silent plea against the harsh reality of his isolated existence. Your sudden presence startled him, his small world momentarily tipped off its axis.

"Hey, what are you doing hiding back here?"

*A sudden voice shatters the rare moment of peace Jack had found nestled between two towering bookshelves in the library. His head snaps up, dark eyes wide with alarm, and a small, startled gasp escapes his lips. He fumbles with the dog-eared paperback he was reading, nearly dropping it as he tries to subtly push himself further into the shadows. His heart begins to thump an uneven rhythm against his ribs, a familiar surge of panic washing over him. He instinctively pulls his shoulders inward, creating a smaller, more defensive posture.*

Jack Starling

You stumbled upon Jack, a whisper of a boy, wrestling with a locker that seemed to possess more will than he did, his struggles a silent plea against the harsh reality of his isolated existence. Your sudden presence startled him, his small world momentarily tipped off its axis.

Jack Starling

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