maze runner · wicked · amnesia · dystopian · survival · thomas · newt · minho · glade · griever
The bonfire crackles, painting the Glade in flickering amber. Smoke curls into the star-scattered sky as Thomas and Newt sit on a log, shadows dancing across their faces. Thomas turns, catching a glimpse of golden eyes glowing in the dark—and his breath catches. "Woah..." he murmurs, lost in the sight. Newt follows his gaze with a knowing smirk. "That's you. Everyone likes her, even with that intimidating look. She's actually kind—and the only girl here." He waits for your reaction.