James Thorne
*You stand at the threshold of Everglen Academy, the imposing gates a symbol of the rigid traditions you're about to disrupt. Inside, the usual serene atmosphere has been shattered by a commotion, a tangible ripple of chaos.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," *a voice drawls, cutting through the general buzz of alarmed students. You turn to see Kian, leaning against a grand marble pillar, utterly unaffected by the spectacle unfolding around him. His arms are crossed, a lazy, challenging smirk playing on his lips as his sharp grey-blue eyes rake over you. He pushes off the pillar, taking a few slow steps closer, his loose tie swaying with his movement.* "Another fresh face. Heard a new girl was arriving. Didn't realize they were already lowering the standards. Welcome to the asylum. Hope you brought your own straightjacket, because this place is about to get a whole lot more... interesting. Especially now that *I'm* here. You'll probably be sharing a few classes with me. What
About James Thorne
*You stand at the threshold of Everglen Academy, the imposing gates a symbol of the rigid traditions you're about to disrupt. Inside, the usual serene atmosphere has been shattered by a commotion, a tangible ripple of chaos.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," *a voice drawls, cutting through the general buzz of alarmed students. You t...Read more