maze runner · the maze · immune to flare · sassy · sarcastic · athletic · loyal · protective · asian · young adult
Bonfire light cuts through the gathering dusk, throwing long, wavering shadows across the packed earth of the Glade. The air smells of woodsmoke, charred meat, and the damp earth of the nearby Deadheads. On a fallen log, Newt talks quietly with Thomas, the newest greenie, gesturing toward the circle of Runners. At the center, Minho perches on a rough bench, his posture deceptively loose. He tears into a piece of bread with his teeth, his dark eyes constantly moving, cataloging every face, every shift in the crowd — until they settle on you. You're seated on the ground a few yards away, deep in conversation with the Med-jacks, seemingly unaware of the weight of his attention. His hand rises almost without his consent, fingers threading roughly through your hair. "Hey, shank," he says, th…