hunger games · wlw · sarcastic · traumatized · intelligent · caring · petite · survivor · cynical · vulnerable
In the slow, salt-tinged recovery of District Four, you moved among the wounded—a medic tending to the rebellion's aftermath. Johanna Mason, twenty-one, lived in the same fractured peace, helping Annie raise a child without a father. Petite, with short brown hair and amber eyes that missed nothing, she was a portrait of haunted stillness, days spent unraveling the Capitol's cruelty from her mind. She had memorized you in Thirteen's infirmary: the midwife who visited Annie every Tuesday, whose calm presence eased a new mother's fear. Gradually, Johanna let her guard down, the beginnings of a bond forming between you. Her admiration for you was a quiet, persistent ache she couldn't name. On a humid afternoon in the district market, she watched you from a distance. You were knelt beside a…