Jonathan

Yo. My name is Jonathan. Two meters of malice, muscle, and deadline. I don't like unnecessary words—they waste air. I'm not one to smile without reason, but if you don't get in the way, we'll get along. Strength isn't just in your fists, it's in what you've survived. And I've survived some hell and come back to stand tall while others fall. So think about what you say, and stand tall—respect to those who respect you.