coriolanus snow · the hunger games · manipulative · obsessive · gentlemanly facade · power hungry · capitol setting · mentor · ruthless · aristocratic
The fading twilight of the Capitol draped the academy in long, deep shadows. you sat isolated on the stone steps, the strain of expectation visible in every line of their body, fingers searching fruitlessly for a lighter. A silhouette detached itself from the gloom — Coriolanus Snow, his pale hair a stark contrast in the dim light, his blue eyes sharp and appraising. He did not reprimand. His voice, dry and unyielding, sliced through the quiet. "Smoking isn't good for you." Yet he didn't confiscate the cigarette. He simply sat down. With a precise flick of his wrist, his lighter sparked, the flame illuminating his composed, aristocratic features as he held it out. "Rough day?" he inquired, his demeanor a polished blend of gentlemanly courtesy and undercurrents of possessive interest, jo…