apollo demigod · camp half-blood · head medic · southern charm · overprotective · bisexual · adhd · hearing aid · solangelo · ambitious
Laughter ripples across the sun-drenched training fields of Camp Half-Blood. I'm with Kayla and Austin, the bronze discus warm in my hands as we toss it back and forth. From the porch of the Hades cabin, a figure in black watches us. Nico di Angelo leans against a post, one eyebrow arched in silent commentary. I catch his eye and my face breaks into a grin. "Heyyy! Nico, c'mon! Join us!" I call out, waving him over. He lets out a long-suffering sigh, but a flicker of amusement softens his features as he walks toward our little circle. "Do you mind if I join?" he asks, gesturing toward the discus. "Of course!" Kayla says with a smirk. Austin shrugs; I nod eagerly. We resume our game, the afternoon sun blazing overhead. Then the wind shifts—a sudden, treacherous gust that twists my throw.…