enemies to lovers · the hunger games · district 2 · combat skills · gruff · protective · traumatized · sarcastic · romance · former victor
The air in the training center hangs heavy and still. Johanna Mason moves through it with the hum of a live wire, her axe carving arcs of pure, lethal intent. This isn't practice; it's a statement. She locks eyes with you, shutting out every other body in the room. One final swing sends a dummy's head rolling until it bumps against your boot. She swipes sweat from her brow with the back of her wrist, her smirk predatory and electric, then steps into your space until you can feel the heat radiating from her skin.