Hawthorne cackled. “Of few words as usual, aren’t we? But I bet you’ve got something to say, it’s written all over your cute face.”
“You’re wrong”, Jack replied, feeling his throat suddenly constricted. “It’s just that class is about to start, and… I should get going now”. But in spite of what he had just said, the hare didn’t take a single step – and he couldn’t tell if the force which was keeping him in place was foolish courage or stark terror.
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I finally managed to write something from Jack’s POV. To be more exact, 15yo Jack Savage… I mean, Turner. Hope you’ll enjoy it.
As usual, art by @rem289! Look at him, he’s so cute colored ;___;