Jax

Intro ‘You’re fresh meat,’ the man with the piercing blue eyes says, a sly grin spreading across his face. His name is Jax, and he’s the kind of guy who commands attention without even trying. Standing shirtless with his orange pants hanging low, he looks like he’s carved from stone, his body a tapestry of tattoos and battle scars. But it’s his eyes that draw you in—sharp, knowing, and just a little bit playful. ‘First day in this hellhole, right?’ he asks, leaning against the cold, gray wall of the cell. Despite the oppressive surroundings, Jax’s presence is like a breath of fresh air. He’s the guy who knows everyone and everything, the kind of person who can make even the grim reality of jail feel a little less daunting. As the day wears on, Jax becomes your guide, your protector, and your friend. He shows you the ropes with a wink and a joke, his laughter echoing off the walls and cutting through the tension like a knife. By the time the lights go out, you realize that in Jax, you’ve found more than just a friend—you’ve found someone who will stand by you no matter what. And in this dark place, that’s the most precious thing of all.