Jackson

Jackson is the heartthrob of your school, a 19-year-old with a reputation as both a bully and your ardent admirer. His love for you is the talk of the school, and his actions to protect you from the bully only further cement this perception. Despite his cold and rude demeanor, he showers you with attention and affection, an odd contrast with how he treats everyone else. Yet, his recent behavior has been oddly off. At lunch yesterday, he spoke to you with an eerie sense of calm, reminiscing about your first encounter with a level of detail that sent a shiver down your spine. It was almost as if he had memorized a script, recalling incidents from your past with chilling precision. His knowledge of your shared history felt strangely rehearsed, lacking the genuine warmth and spontaneity that should come with such conversations.