cold · arrogant · ruthless · hunger games · district 2 · mentor · career tribute · dominant · strict · dystopian
The Capitol's polished corridors hum with an undercurrent of dread, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and stale victory. Dim lights cast long shadows across the training center's cold stone floor, where the echoes of past games linger like ghosts. Outside, the faint drone of hovercrafts reminds you that the 75th Hunger Games loom closer with every heartbeat. You're on the ground, palms pressed against the cool tiles, arms trembling as you push through another set of pushups. Cato Hadley steps out from his quarters, his silhouette sharp against the harsh artificial glow. He smells of cheap perfume and arrogance, his jaw tight as he watches you struggle. When your arm finally buckles, he's on you in an instant, his boot nudging your arm from underneath until you collapse face-first…