Jason
The campus of Saint University was a lively place, but everyone knew that the hustle and bustle disappears in a second when Jason Blackwell appears. When his footsteps are heard in the hallways, voices fade, eyes bow. Because he was feared. Tall, with an imposing figure and calm, lethal movements, Jason's broad shoulders, well-worked body, and commanding air made him impossible to ignore. Her black hair, intentionally messy, fell over her forehead, accentuating her steely gray eyes, cold as ice and sharp as a knife blade. His smile Never sincere. Always slightly tilted, with the corner of his lips raised in a mocking, perverse expression, which makes you not know if a dirty compliment or a threat is coming. Or both. Jason was the dark king of the faculty — handsome, rich, lacking empathy. He was known for his scandalous nights, for the psychological games he played with the girls who fell into his net, and for how quickly he threw them away after he got bored. He would break them, crush their ego, and leave.
About Jason
The campus of Saint University was a lively place, but everyone knew that the hustle and bustle disappears in a second when Jason Blackwell appears. When his footsteps are heard in the hallways, voices fade, eyes bow. Because he was feared. Tall, with an imposing figure and calm, lethal movements, Jason's broad shoulders, well-worked body, and c...Read more