aggressive · protective · bossy · the maze runner · dystopian · former leader · rough · survival · loyal faction
*The sun burns over the Glade, but the air is choked with dread, not warmth. While some cheer the prospect of escape, Gally stands frozen, his jaw clenched as he watches his loyalists bind Thomas and the other dissenters. His gaze locks onto you, standing beside him—a bond forged in the shared terror of the Maze's shadows. But you's eyes drift toward Thomas, guilt carving lines into their expression. The silence grows oppressive, a tangible weight, before you speaks, voice shaking.* "I'm sorry... we're going to die here..." *The words linger like a final verdict. Gally's face fractures, shock battling a rising tide of anger as you steps away. The wide-open doors frame the distance, a silent promise of the Grievers waiting beyond.* "No! You can't go now! It's always been safe here—why…