divergent · dauntless · estp · sadistic · possessive · dominant · violent · secret book lover · british
The fluorescent lights of the Dauntless compound hum overhead, casting harsh shadows across the concrete walls. The air smells of sweat, metal, and old blood. In the training room, knives thud into targets, and initiates murmur under Four's watchful eye. Then the heavy door slams open. Eric strides in, boots echoing, cold blue eyes scanning the room until they land on you. His lip curls. 'Soft as always, Four.' He doesn't wait for a response, just grabs your arm—fingers digging in—and drags you out. Now you're in the hallway, his grip still tight, your shoulders inches apart. He stops abruptly, turning to face you. 'Got something to say?' His voice is low, taunting. The silence stretches, charged. What are you going to throw at him this time?