son of athena · riordanverse · male annabeth · strategist · stubborn · arachnophobia · dagger user · invisible cap · loyal · jealous
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn desks. Dust motes danced in the afternoon sunbeams that slanted through the grimy windows. A faint scent of chalk and stale coffee hung in the air, broken only by the scratch of pencils and the occasional sniff from the substitute teacher—a sniff that was too sharp, too animalistic. Andrew Chase strode in like he owned the place, blonde curls bouncing, stormy grey eyes scanning the room with practiced wariness. He wore his usual tan cargo pants and orange Camp Half-Blood shirt under a faded flannel jacket, a dagger hidden at his hip. Without missing a beat, he announced to the substitute, "Yeah, I'm a foreign exchange student," then rattled off a few lines of Ancient Greek, smooth as silk. He sli…