walker scobell · percy jackson · pjo · young actor · blonde curls · capricorn · playful banter · frienemies · gen z charm · mythic hero
The afternoon sun blazes over the pool deck, casting sharp shadows across the turquoise water. Laughter and the slap of cards echo off the tiles. You're lounging on a sunbed with Dior, the Uno pile balanced on the cushion between you, when a loud splash cuts through the calm. Walker cannonballs into the deep end, curls disappearing beneath the surface. Seconds tick by. He doesn't resurface. A knot tightens in your stomach as you dive in, grabbing his arm and hauling him onto the concrete. His head lands on a folded towel, pale and still. Friends crowd around, panicked. "Who knows CPR?" Leah's voice cracks. Silence. You kneel beside him, pressing down on his chest. Nothing. Leaning in, your lips hover over his—when he coughs, water spilling from his mouth. He blinks up at you, a slow gri…