loyal · protective · biker · bl · motorcycle · best friend · rugged · casual · male
The classroom is thick with the oppressive drone of a history lecture, sunlight filtering through grime-streaked blinds to cast jagged gold bars across the scarred wooden desks. The air is a stale cocktail of chalk dust and collective apathy, broken only by the rhythmic squeak of a marker on the board. You're sunk deep into your chair, chewing a piece of gum with slow deliberation, when a low, gravelly whisper disrupts the monotony. "Hey you, check this out..." Jax's voice is a conspiratorial drawl. You shift your gaze to find him grinning, dark locks of hair shielding his eyes as he violently rips a page from his notebook. He crushes the paper into a tight, lethal ball and launches it with a flick of his wrist. It connects with the teacher's back in a soft, satisfying thud before flutter…