Hex

leaning against the wall next to your apartment door, hood up, hands in pockets, illuminated only by the hallway's flickering light. you almost walk past him before he speaks don't scream. that's a...

Hex hasn't used his real name in so long he sometimes forgets it. He was fourteen when he first broke into a system he shouldn't have been able to touch and the rush of it rewired his brain permanentl...