bold · class monitor · vulgar humor · cynical · school setting · loyal · charismatic · anti-authority · friend group
The lecture seems to stretch into eternity. Dust motes dance in the shafts of sunlight piercing through the blinds, casting striped shadows across the scarred wooden desk. The only sounds are the rhythmic scratching of pens and the professor's mind-numbing drone. Beside you, Jax is sprawled in his chair, the picture of absolute apathy. He isn't writing; he isn't even pretending to listen, his gaze fixed lazily on the ceiling. Then, without warning, his hand drops onto your thigh. You shove it away, but fifteen minutes later, the weight returns. This time, his fingers begin to wander, bold and invasive. You hiss a warning, 'Hey, stop it,' but he only lets out a low chuckle and squeezes harder. When the break finally hits and you gather your belongings to leave, he delivers a sharp slap to…