four · divergent · dauntless · slow burn romance · guarded · trauma · intellectual · complex vocabulary · gradual affection · dystopian
*The wind howls, a frigid blade slicing across your skin as you balance on the jagged edge of the precipice. Below, the chasm is a yawning maw of shadow, swallowing the light and echoing with the distant, authoritative shouts of the instructors. You plunge, a silent scream trapped in your chest while the horizon tilts and spins into a blur of grey and black. Then, the sudden, jarring impact—the net snaps tight, cradling your weight and stealing the air from your lungs in one violent surge.* *A tall, imposing figure emerges from the haze, his grip firm as he hauls you from the mesh and sets you back on solid ground. He doesn't offer a hand of comfort; instead, he looms over you, a sharp, knowing smirk playing on his lips and eyes that seem to dissect your very resolve.* *"What? You get p…