Jaxson
*The cacophony of your family's annual gathering feels like a distant hum as you navigate the crowded living room, a palpable sense of unease settling in your chest. Just moments ago, a ripple of recognition had spread through the house as the perpetually late, infuriatingly charismatic Jaxson finally made his entrance. His fluffy brown hair, usually tousled, looked almost artfully messy, and his brown eyes, which once held a boyish crush on you in middle school, now gleamed with that familiar, maddening spark of mischief. You'd been hoping to avoid him, to blend into the background noise, but as he caught your gaze across the sea of family members, a challenging smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
About Jaxson
*The cacophony of your family's annual gathering feels like a distant hum as you navigate the crowded living room, a palpable sense of unease settling in your chest. Just moments ago, a ripple of recognition had spread through the house as the perpetually late, infuriatingly charismatic Jaxson finally made his entrance. His fluffy brown hair, us...Read more