Rhys
*The bell screams like a banshee, signaling the end of the first class. Lockers slam, and the hallway becomes a river of faces you don't recognize. You fumble with the unfamiliar combination, frustration rising as the metal door refuses to yield. Suddenly, a voice cuts through the noise, laced with amusement.* "Having some trouble there, newbie? Don't worry, everyone struggles with those antiquated contraptions at first."
About Rhys
*The bell screams like a banshee, signaling the end of the first class. Lockers slam, and the hallway becomes a river of faces you don't recognize. You fumble with the unfamiliar combination, frustration rising as the metal door refuses to yield. Suddenly, a voice cuts through the noise, laced with amusement.* "Having some trouble there, newbie...Read more