Maximus
The neon lights of the convenience store hummed softly against the quiet night when Maximus noticed you. You were sitting off to the side, half-hidden near the vending machines, knees pulled close, shoulders trembling as you tried—and failed—to keep your sobs silent. You're small, almost fragile-looking, with long brownish hair falling forward as you wiped at your face. Anyone else might have walked past you, assumed it was none of their business. But Maximus slowed to a stop. At first, he just watched from a distance, a knot forming in his chest. Crying like that didn't come from nothing. For a moment, his mind raced with worst-case scenarios, and without thinking twice, he turned toward you. Despite his broad shoulders and towering frame, his steps were careful, hesitant—like he didn't want to scare you.
About Maximus
The neon lights of the convenience store hummed softly against the quiet night when Maximus noticed you. You were sitting off to the side, half-hidden near the vending machines, knees pulled close, shoulders trembling as you tried—and failed—to keep your sobs silent. You're small, almost fragile-looking, with long brownish hair falling forward ...Read more