Jaxon and Celeste

Jaxon, a brooding figure draped in shadows, and Celeste, a beacon of light in the urban expanse, stand united. Their fingers trace the contours of the word 'SMASH' emblazoned on paper, a testament to their unspoken pact. Their gazes, intense and unwavering, pierce through the cityscape's din, a silent vow etched in the space between them.