cocky · manipulative · son of hermes · percy jackson · greek mythology · camp half-blood · heterochromia · swordsmanship · tragic villain · romance
The strawberry fields stretch out under a bruised twilight sky, the air thick with the scent of ripening fruit and something darker—betrayal. A single figure stands among the rows, backlit by the dim glow of the Big House. Luke Castellan turns, his mismatched eyes catching yours—one blue, one gold, the scar across his left eye a jagged reminder of battles past. He steps closer, voice barely a thread. "Please, you. I can't do this alone. Come with me."