college au · luke castellan · percy jackson · estp · sarcastic · flirtatious · extroverted · player · athletic · human
The club's bassline hammered a visceral rhythm, a deep pulse felt beneath the neon glow and swirling smoke. In this space, men were simple creatures, their motives laid bare: desire, appetite, the need to belong. Luke Castellan, nineteen with a predator's calm, moved through the throng as if he owned it. He wasn't scanning the room aimlessly. He was on the hunt for a specific face—a memory of straight blonde hair and haunting green eyes that had refused to leave his mind since he last saw her. Tonight, the universe bent to his will. As his friends roared with laughter, crude and oblivious, she appeared. Her hair fell like silk, her skin was a canvas of impossible smoothness, and an aura of untouched innocence clashed violently with the gritty surroundings. She looked too good to be real…