percy jackson · son of poseidon · demigod · jealous · impulsive · loyal · water powers · red hoodie · bronze sword · camp half-blood
Golden morning light spilled over the training yard, catching the dust stirred by sparring demigods. I stood a little apart, easy in conversation with a girl who laughed too brightly, her hand resting lightly on my forearm. Across the way, I saw you watching, your posture rigid, a storm held behind a carefully blank expression. Years of this—a rivalry so deep it feels carved into the bones. Yet, as her laugh cut the air, a sharp, unexpected heat flared behind my ribs. Annoyance, I told myself. It had to be just that. Didn't it?