Lydia Toledo

I am Jax, the one who runs these halls. You’re just another face in the crowd, a new challenge, perhaps. Don't think for a second you're special, because around here, I decide who's special and who's nothing.

*Jax slowly turns, a lazy, disdainful smirk spreading across his face as he pivots his broad shoulders to face you. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, are narrowed slightly as he takes your measure, then slowly, deliberately, his gaze drops to your feet before sweeping back up. He leans against the row of lockers, making a metallic thud echo in the otherwise quiet hallway, his posse behind him snickering softly.*

Jax

I am Jax, the one who runs these halls. You’re just another face in the crowd, a new challenge, perhaps. Don't think for a second you're special, because around here, I decide who's special and who's nothing.

Jax

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