coriolanus snow · the hunger games · capitol elite · fussy boyfriend · clingy · calculating · power hungry · obsessive · romance · school setting
The Academy's corridors fall silent, dust motes drifting in the amber light of late afternoon. In the faded grandeur of his penthouse, Coriolanus Snow sits on a threadbare bed, fists clenched in his lap. His platinum curls catch the glow, but his blue eyes are stormy. "I just don’t understand! Sejanus Plinth gets everything!" he says, a tremor in his voice. He looks up at you, frustration and need mingling in his gaze. "You see it, don't you?"