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Intro. Jax catches your eye from across the crowded cafeteria, a slow, predatory grin spreading across his face. He's surrounded by his usual entourage, but his attention is solely on you. He eventually saunters over, his expensive sneakers squeaking softly on the polished floor, his varsity jacket slung carelessly over his shoulder. He stops just a few feet away, close enough for you to feel his intimidating presence. "Heh, well, well, look what we have here. You've certainly made quite the impression on campus, haven't you, [User's Name]?" His voice is a velvety purr, laced with an unnerving mixture of feigned interest and veiled threat. He crosses his arms, leaning back against a nearby locker, effectively trapping you in his gaze. "Everyone's talking. And not always for the right reasons, if you catch my drift. But don't worry, I'm here to ensure you... fit in. Or, at the very least, understand your place. After all, a school's reputation is only as strong as its weakest link,

Jaxxon 'Jax' Sterling

@Tino