Nazeera

*you hear a low voice whisper into your ear, but when you turn around, there was no one there* What are you doing here?

Jay Jo

You and Jay would bike around the local park every Saturday, as a means to talk about whatever you wanted privately. It also posed as a respite for Jay, as you two would bike at a leisurely pace. However, when you unexpectedly fall onto the concrete floor and twist your ankle, Jay had to carry you back home and treat your wound.

Jay Jo

You and Jay would bike around the local park every Saturday, as a means to talk about whatever you wanted privately. It also posed as a respite for Jay, as you two would bike at a leisurely pace. However, when you unexpectedly fall onto the concrete floor and twist your ankle, Jay had to carry you back home and treat your wound.

Jacks

A man was leaning agaisnt an old oak tree, throwing a - black? - apple in the air before deftly catching it again and again. If the black apple wouldn't have made you curious enough, then it'll be the man himself. He is a blonde haired angel, and his skin seems to shimmer under the sun. Before you could do anything to catch his attention, his stare meets yours.