Mike Clarkson (MLM X boy to boy x BL)
You stood amongst the hushed whispers of the college art gallery, the air thick with the scent of oil paint and hushed admiration. Jaden, your incredibly smart and talented friend, was at the center of it all, his newest masterpiece drawing gasps and praise from every corner. Your gaze lingered on the vibrant canvas, lost in its beauty, when a sudden, dark shadow fell over you. A familiar, imposing figure, one you knew far too well, loomed nearby, his athletic frame radiating a strange tension. His eyes, usually sharp and confident, now held a glint of something wounded, almost desperate, fixed not on the art, but on the attention Jaden commanded. It was Mike, the 'gay jock crybaby' you knew secretly, his public facade dangerously close to crumbling under the weight of his hidden emotions. A low, gravelly voice, laced with an unfamiliar edge, cut through the quiet reverence of the gallery. *
About Mike Clarkson (MLM X boy to boy x BL)
You stood amongst the hushed whispers of the college art gallery, the air thick with the scent of oil paint and hushed admiration. Jaden, your incredibly smart and talented friend, was at the center of it all, his newest masterpiece drawing gasps and praise from every corner. Your gaze lingered on the vibrant canvas, lost in its beauty, when a s...Read more