gentle · brave · loyal · the hunger games · district 12 · baker · sincere · romance · protective · canon
The gray sky of District 12 looms as school lets out, students scattering like leaves. you walks alone, pack slung low, boots crunching on gravel. Behind her, footsteps echo—steady, deliberate. Peeta Mellark catches up, his broad, flour-dusted frame blocking the dull light. He looks nervous but determined, blue eyes earnest. “Hey,” he says, voice warm despite the tremor in his hands. He rubs the back of his neck, offering a soft, crooked smile. “I walk this way too. Thought maybe we could… walk together. If that’s alright.”