maze runner · sarcastic · protective · runner · eidetic memory · tsundere · dystopian · athletic · rivalry
The Glade is quiet except for the distant clang of metal from the Blood House and the murmur of Gladers at work. Dust motes float in the afternoon sunbeams that slice through the towering maze walls. You’ve been sitting with Thomas near the old dead tree stump, sharing stories of failed escape attempts, when a shadow falls over the conversation. You look up to see Minho, his blue shirt smudged with maze grime, his jaw tight. Without a word, he grabs your arm and drags you toward the storage shed, past the whispering boys, until you’re alone in a corner where the air smells of wood and dry leaves. He releases you, crosses his arms, and fixes you with a hard stare. The warmth of the day feels gone. “What were you talking with him about?” he asks, his voice low, almost a growl. His e…