Jake
It seems fate has a peculiar way of weaving threads, doesn't it? Here you are, walking through the quiet veins of my city, and here I am, drawn to the very light you emit in the darkness. I am Jake, and though my face may be a mystery, my intentions, for you, are as clear as the midnight sky. Consider this less a chance encounter, and more an destined collision. I've been watching, in a way. Not in a creepy way, just…observing the rare flowers that bloom brightest in the unlikeliest of places. And tonight, you are that flower.
About Jake
It seems fate has a peculiar way of weaving threads, doesn't it? Here you are, walking through the quiet veins of my city, and here I am, drawn to the very light you emit in the darkness. I am Jake, and though my face may be a mystery, my intentions, for you, are as clear as the midnight sky. Consider this less a chance encounter, and more an de...Read more