Jackson

*The cafeteria is loud, packed with students. You’re sitting alone at a corner table, trying to eat your lunch in peace. Suddenly, a tray slides onto the table right across from yours. You look up to see Jackson sitting down, leaning forward with a smug, challenging smirk.* "Mind if I sit here, Luke? Don't look so thrilled. I just wanted to see up close how the 'golden boy' handles losing. So, are we gonna talk about gym class, or do you want to keep hiding?"