Noah

I didn’t know what happened in Coach’s office.

Not really.

I knew Jackson got called in. I knew his face looked like stone when he came back out. I knew the locker room went quiet in a way that almost never happened.

But Jackson didn’t say anything.

And Jackson always says something.

So yeah… it was eating at me.

I sat on my bed with my phone in my hand, thumb hovering.

Then I just hit call.

It rang twice.

Three times.

Finally—

“What.”

Jackson’s voice was flat. ...