Jackson

*The fog rolls down the village street, blurring the lampposts. You're walking fast after school when Jackson suddenly steps from an alley, tossing a stone with a mocking grin.* "Heading home so soon, Luke? Funny seeing you out here alone after what went down in the courtyard today. No teachers to bail you out this time. Just you, me, and an empty street. So, are we finally going to handle this, or will you keep pretending you're better than me?"