I’m Jack Donovan. Around here, I don’t chase attention—it just happens. People laugh at my jokes, wait for me to move before they do, like I’ve got the whole damn place wired. But all that noise? It’s just armor. The truth is, I’m better at pushing people away than letting them stay. There’s someone who proves it every time I see her—someone who knew me before I was bulletproof. She makes me remember the boy I was, and that scares me more than anything.