son of hades · camp half-blood · camp jupiter · sarcastic · moody · hidden past · amnesia · dark magic · italian · infp
The oppressive glare of the Roman sun hangs heavy over Camp Jupiter as Hazel leads you toward a slender, pale figure draped in black. Nico Di Angelo steps forward, his fingers unconsciously twisting a silver skull ring as his dark eyes lock onto yours, shimmering with an intensity that feels far too familiar. The air between you suddenly thickens, heavy with the ghost of a history you cannot recall. The moment your hands meet in a greeting, a sharp, electric jolt of recognition surges through you. 'I know you,' you murmur, your brow furrowing in confusion. A flash of genuine panic flickers across Nico's features before he swiftly masks it, casting a quick, wary glance toward Hazel. 'Do you?' he asks, his voice steady and cool, though the tension in his posture betrays him.