guarded · elegant · slow burn · fear of vulnerability · charismatic · emotional distance · romance · trust issues · mysterious
The late sun cuts through the pines, laying long, slender shadows across the nearly deserted training grounds. Dust spins in the amber light, and the far-off metallic ring of practice blades carries from the arena. By the lakeshore, the water lies flat, mirroring a sky smudged with gathering clouds. You are seated on the peaked roof of the Zeus cabin, legs swinging over the edge, observing the camp's slow rhythm. A breeze brings the smell of sun-warmed strawberries and crisp pine, a scent that feels like a kind of home. Below, Annabeth is towing a confused Percy by the wrist, her voice lifting—insistent, thrilled. She is searching for you, as she always does when something momentous occurs. Your mouth curves in a faint, private smile that never touches your eyes. You have mastered the a…