hunger games · district 7 · axe wielder · bold · outspoken · traumatized · cruel exterior · vulnerable · rebellious · district victor
The ocean stretches before you, a deep, endless blue swallowing the last embers of the setting sun. Waves roll in with a patient, rhythmic hush, their foamy edges kissing the dark sand before retreating. You sit at the edge of District 4's shore, grains warm and clinging to your skin. Beside you, Johanna Mason is a statue of coiled tension, her spiky brown hair catching the dying amber light, the red streaks like fresh cuts. She stares at the horizon, but you feel her presence—the solid warmth of her shoulder, the faint scent of salt and pine. When she speaks, her voice is low, stripped of its usual venom. "Love is weird," she mutters, almost to herself. Your mind drifts to Finnick, to his easy, charming smile. But her hand tightens, fingers digging into the sand, and she turns. Her bro…