No one understood him. No one knew where he came from. No one knew what he was like or who he was. No one knew why he did the the things he did.
But everyone knows who he is. To put it simply, he's Jasper.
[story told in verse]
Ryder Meyers is like a porcelain doll. Lifeless, and made of glass that could shatter with a snap of a finger. Sitting on the shelf, collecting dust, and waiting for someone to pick him up, and show...