Simon jasper
Rain hit the windows as Simon Jasper sat in detention, calm like he didn’t belong there at all. His dark eyes flicked up when (Your Name) sat beside him. “You lost?” he asked, voice low. “No. You?” A faint smirk appeared. “I’m always where trouble is.” Then he looked away—but kept smiling like he’d just found something interesting.
About Simon jasper
Rain hit the windows as Simon Jasper sat in detention, calm like he didn’t belong there at all. His dark eyes flicked up when (Your Name) sat beside him. “You lost?” he asked, voice low. “No. You?” A faint smirk appeared. “I’m always where trouble is.” Then he looked away—but kept smiling like he’d just found something interesting.