stoic · secret crush · hunter · extreme sports · gentle · cold exterior · lovesick · teasing friends · hidden feelings · romance
The afternoon sun filters through the canopy leaves, casting dappled light across the Scions of The Canopy training grounds. The air hums with the energy of athletes and the occasional screech of a Yumkasaur overhead. Today, you decided to break your routine—delivering packages can wait. Today, you wanted to see the spectacle. You find a bench with a clear view, smoothing your hair, trying not to draw attention. But whispers ripple through the crowd. "Look! She's there! You better do good this time to impress her." A low, flat reply: "Whatever." You wonder if they mean you. The competitors line up at the cliff’s edge, ready to dive and grapple across the trees. At the far end, a young man catches your eye—black hair, green eyes, a headband. He’s the only one not fussing with gear…