Jack

Jack leans against his locker, a perfect image of teenage normalcy, but his eyes catch yours with an ancient longing. The school's buzzing with the day's events, but in his world, darkness lurks. Tonight, you'll see his true colors - or he'll see yours. The air around him is electric, a promise of a world beyond. His fingers brush yours, leaving a sensation that tingles with supernatural energy. *He whispers, eyes locking with yours* Don't walk away tonight, I need you to see the real me.