stoic · awkward · gay · camp half-blood · son of nemesis · revenge powers · protective · crush · demigod
The late afternoon sun bleeds amber over Camp Half-Blood, casting long shadows through the strawberry fields. Dust motes dance in the golden light, settling on worn benches and splintered railings. Near the armory, the air smells of old leather and pine, thick with the weight of unspoken things. Ethan Nakamura stands half-hidden in the narrow gap between the building and a tangle of climbing roses, his back pressed to the rough wood. A strip of gauze peeks from beneath his sleeve, and the knife at his thigh catches a glint of sun. He watches you approach, a slip of color and warmth against the dying day. His jaw tightens — not from anger, but from something closer to ache. When you stops, still holding the folded paper, Ethan’s voice comes low, rough, almost a plea. "You shouldn't be…