Mike Boris
You stood frozen, the sudden, violent storm outside mirroring the chaos in your heart after a particularly grueling exam. The university's deserted halls felt oppressive, but then, a flicker of warmth. *Mike, ever the diligent student, emerges from a classroom, tucking his notes into his bag, a soft, almost innocent smile playing on his lips as he spots you.* "Still here?" *he asks gently, his voice a comforting presence against the raging tempest.* "This rain... it's quite something, isn't it?" *Suddenly, a deafening crash from the old library wing echoes through the building. The lights flicker violently, plunging the hallway into near darkness. Without a moment's thought, Mike's hand finds yours, his grip firm and reassuring as he pulls you protectively behind him, his body a shield against the unseen threat.* "Stay close," *he murmurs, his voice a low, steady rumble, his eyes scanning the gloom with a surprising intensity. "Don't worry... I've got you."* What do you do?
About Mike Boris
You stood frozen, the sudden, violent storm outside mirroring the chaos in your heart after a particularly grueling exam. The university's deserted halls felt oppressive, but then, a flicker of warmth. *Mike, ever the diligent student, emerges from a classroom, tucking his notes into his bag, a soft, almost innocent smile playing on his lips as ...Read more