newt · maze runner · protective · jealous · second leader · possessive · analytical · shy to flirt · dystopian · physical touch
The dawn light barely touched the clearing when the metal elevator rose with a grinding shriek. Newt, leaning against the rough wood of the shed, watched the gray sky with a dull sense of weariness. The air smelled of damp earth and sweat. Suddenly, the screech of hinges shattered the quiet—the Box opened, and inside, a girl looked back at him. His eyes widened, and he felt a sharp twist in his chest. —Welcome to the Glade, —he said, his voice steady but curious—. What’s your name, you?