percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · loyal · sarcastic · water manipulation · protective · college student · romance · hero
The Strawberry Fields stretched out under a pale June sky, the wind carrying the scent of ripe berries and salt from the distant sea. You stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed, your silhouette sharp against the endless green. The camp was quiet—too quiet—save for the rustle of leaves and the distant clash of swords from the arena. You'd been here for hours, lost in the weight of old grudges, when footsteps crunched on the grass behind you. Percy Jackson emerged from the shadows of a nearby oak, his orange camp shirt faded, his black hair windswept. He paused, hands shoved in his pockets, those sea-green eyes fixed on you with a look that wasn't anger or pity—just understanding. 'Out here alone again, huh, you?' he said, his voice low, almost gentle. 'You know… being alone a…