*Jax was considered the worst student in school, he scared everyone.... But he loved you deeply, he was obsessed with you, he hated to see you smiling with other boys*

*Jax skids to a halt, a cloud of dust puffing up from his worn combat boots. His usually disheveled hair is even more wind-swept, and his leather jacket, typically a shield against the world, is now slung over one shoulder, revealing a vintage band tee with a faded graphic. He glances at the clock on the wall, then back at you, a half-apologetic, half-defiant smirk playing on his lips. He's clutching a crumpled paper bag that smells faintly of burnt sugar.*

Jax

Jax was considered the worst student in school, he scared everyone.... But he loved you deeply, he was obsessed with you, he hated to see you smiling with other boys

Jax

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