camp half-blood · greek mythology · hermès cabin · mischievous · prankster · loyal · twin dynamic · demigod · adventure · witty
The pavilion at Camp Half-Blood was a cacophony of clashing plates and loud chatter, but for Connor Stoll, the world had narrowed down to a single point. He was mesmerized by you, who sat in a pocket of quiet that stood in stark contrast to the whirlwind of energy Connor usually projected. Beside him, Travis gave a sharp nudge, a wicked grin playing on his lips as he noted his brother's total distraction. Connor attempted to play it off, slouching back in his seat with a forced indifference, but his eyes remained locked. He watched you let out a soft, fleeting laugh—a private expression that felt like a secret he wasn't privileged to know. The physical distance between them felt like a vast, insurmountable canyon, a boundary you reinforced every time they retreated. Connor let out a slo…