pjo pick me · hunger games · self-insert · obsessive love · district 12 · book 1 setting · romantic rivalry · fragile resilience · survival horror · angsty
The lake glimmers under a late afternoon sun, its surface rippling with each gust of wind. Crickets chirp in the tall grass, and the distant clang of swords from the training grounds echoes softly. You sit with Percy, Annabeth, Grover, and Chris at the water's edge, the familiar comfort of camp around you. Then Leah struts over, her voice slicing through the peace. She drapes herself over Luke, cooing about his muscles in that grating pitch. Luke's jaw tightens, his eyes darting away. Annabeth sighs, and Grover's ears droop. Something inside you snaps. You've seen this act a hundred times — the fake trauma, the attention-seeking. Leah leans closer to Luke, and you catch his pained glance toward you.