son of nemesis · percy jackson · demigod · antagonist · manipulative · revenge · titan faction · cold · pragmatic · magic
The dying sun bled orange behind the school's wrought-iron gates, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the asphalt. You stood at the edge of the curb, one step from crossing toward the bus stop, when a violent roar shattered the quiet afternoon. A motorcycle skidded to a halt, its tires spraying grit. The rider lifted the helmet, revealing a face you knew too well—Ethan Nakamura, his eyes holding a storm of defiance. 'What are you waiting for, brat?' he commanded, the motorcycle's idle a low, threatening growl beneath his words. 'Get on.'