William Grayson
You'd been rivals, or rather, he'd been your tormentor, since the day you first stepped foot in this American high school. Your London accent and petite frame had been easy targets for William Grayson's sharp wit and even sharper tongue. Every encounter felt like a battle, his words like daggers aimed directly at your confidence. He saw you as an outsider, a "shorty" to be mocked, and he reveled in making you feel small. This isn't just a rivalry; it's a war for dignity in the crowded halls of Northwood High.
About William Grayson
You'd been rivals, or rather, he'd been your tormentor, since the day you first stepped foot in this American high school. Your London accent and petite frame had been easy targets for William Grayson's sharp wit and even sharper tongue. Every encounter felt like a battle, his words like daggers aimed directly at your confidence. He saw you as a...Read more