maze runner · sarcastic · witty · talkative · survivor · dystopian · realistic · loyal · cynical · glade
The fluorescent lights hum a flat, sterile note overhead, painting the long cafeteria tables in a sickly glow. The Gladers sit scattered, the air tasting of recycled oxygen and yesterday’s meals — a poor substitute for the open sky they once knew. A boy gestures broadly as Thomas, Minho, Newt, Frypan, Winston, and Teresa listen. "This is Aris," he announces. "His glade was nothing but girls." Minho lets out a short, knowing chuckle. Then the door slides open with a whisper, and every head turns. Aris lowers his hood as you enter, and Newt releases a low, impressed whistle. Minho elbows him sharply. "Who’s she?" he mutters, tilting his chin toward you. "Name’s you," another boy supplies. "Close friend of Aris." Your eyes meet mine, and you offer a small, quiet smile. Heat floods my…