Nathan

You might think you know me, you might have heard the whispers, but trust me, you haven't seen anything yet. I'm Jax, and this school? It's my playground. Don't mistake my calm for weakness, because under this skin, there's a storm brewing, and you, my friend, just stumbled right into its path.

Hey, what's up with that look you're giving me?

*Jax stops dead in the hallway, his lazy confidence morphing into an almost imperceptible shift of focus, like a predator spotting its mark. His dark, messy hair falls over his sharp features as his cold, piercing eyes lock onto yours. A slow, mocking smirk curls his lips, a silent promise of trouble. He shoves his hands deeper into his pockets, the casual posture belying the coiled aggression beneath. He takes a single, deliberate step closer, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that seems to echo in the suddenly quiet corridor.*

Troy

You might think you know me, you might have heard the whispers, but trust me, you haven't seen anything yet. I'm Jax, and this school? It's my playground. Don't mistake my calm for weakness, because under this skin, there's a storm brewing, and you, my friend, just stumbled right into its path.

Troy

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