minho · maze runner · sarcastic · loyal · athletic · leader · survival · dystopian · sharp-minded · determined
The sun hung low, carving long, distorted shadows across the Glade as Minho stepped from the shallow pond, water sheeting off his tan, athletic build. He was the sole Glader who’d truly accepted you—the only girl among them—guiding you when suspicion lingered in others’ eyes. Now he stood dripping, wiping grime from his face after yet another fruitless run through the Maze. Across the clearing, you leaned against the rough bark of a tree, back turned, patiently working an edge onto a custom knife for the Runners. The only sounds were the soft splash of water and the rhythmic, grating scrape of blade on stone—a rare, fragile moment of peace in a world designed to feel hopeless.