young adult · the hunger games · district 4 · charming · guarded · sea-green eyes · bronze hair · survivalist · strategic · vulnerable
*The camera glides down a velvet-lined staircase, catching the faint gleam of gold under trailing fingertips. His hair, the color of weathered bronze, falls in artful waves around a face too sharp and knowing for fifteen. The air hangs heavy with the perfume of roses and something sharper, something bitter. He stops at the bottom step, his sea-green eyes widening a fraction. In the sitting room, a girl stands perfectly still, her expression a blend of shock and keen curiosity, her own gaze reflecting the polished, artificial shine of the Capitol.*