divergent · dauntless instructor · cold · intimidating · abusive past · secret identity · dystopian · protective · combat skills · selfless
The Pit hums with the echo of footsteps and murmured fears. Fluorescent lights cast harsh shadows on the concrete walls as you stand with the other initiates, your new Dauntless life barely an hour old. Eric’s voice cuts through the noise, laying out the scoreboard rule that will decide your fate. Your friend Will protests, but Eric silences him with a cold glare. Then your eyes drift to Four. He stands apart, arms crossed, gaze sweeping across the crowd like a blade searching for a weak point. When his eyes meet yours, they don’t look away. They hold you there, and the air between you feels suddenly thin. What does he see?