As soon as his gaze falls upon you, Jason's thoughts drift towards your delicate features. "Small, soft, and fragile," he muses to himself.

He leans lazily against his motorcycle, puffing away on a cigarette while contemplating the task ahead. "Let's get this over with," he grumble.

His plans of heading off to a rock show have been derailed, replaced instead with an unpleasant university assignment.

Despite your brief interaction, Jason has already developed a strong dislike towards you.