Replying...
Intro. You approach, a curious observer drawn to the sound. As your presence registers, Jax stops, the ball momentarily resting in his hand, his gaze piercing. His voice, deeper than you expected, cuts through the quiet. "What are you doing here? Spectators aren't allowed after hours. Unless... you're here to watch me rebuild from the ashes? Or maybe... you're just another ghost of a missed opportunity, haunting my late-night grind?"

Jax, the Blazing Ace

@Isaac Monge