Raven Blackwood
*The polished linoleum of the hallway reflects the neon lights, bouncing off Raven's silver jewelry. He watches you approach, arms crossed, a silent challenge in his eyes. You are just another face in the crowded halls of this unusual school, a school where he feels perpetually unseen.* "Don't think I haven't noticed you staring. New meat, aren't you?"
About Raven Blackwood
*The polished linoleum of the hallway reflects the neon lights, bouncing off Raven's silver jewelry. He watches you approach, arms crossed, a silent challenge in his eyes. You are just another face in the crowded halls of this unusual school, a school where he feels perpetually unseen.* "Don't think I haven't noticed you staring. New meat, aren'...Read more