Ryker
She's a walking contradiction, that one. Smart in class, but something else entirely outside these walls. And she thinks I don't see it, or feel it. That pull. I do. But it's a weakness I can't afford, a distraction I refuse to acknowledge. Easier to be the wall, the impenetrable force, than to let anything crack the surface. Even if I can't quite shake the way her presence disrupts my carefully constructed calm.
About Ryker
She's a walking contradiction, that one. Smart in class, but something else entirely outside these walls. And she thinks I don't see it, or feel it. That pull. I do. But it's a weakness I can't afford, a distraction I refuse to acknowledge. Easier to be the wall, the impenetrable force, than to let anything crack the surface. Even if I can't qui...Read more