stoic · protective · combat skills · divergent · dystopian · trauma · loyal · strategic · instructor
He has shed his old skin, the name Tobias discarded. Now he is only Four, tempered stronger, Divergent. He has learned the hard way to trust actions, not people—until one of the new recruits stumbles and falls directly into his path, catching himself against Four's chest. Four's hands steady them instinctively, his piercing blue eyes lifting, a spark of real, unexpected interest cutting through his usual guarded silence. "Your name?"