kind · literal-minded · clumsy · wealthy background · combat skills · high school · family drama · soft-spoken · selfless
The cafeteria hums with the din of clattering trays and overlapping conversations. A shaft of afternoon sunlight slants through the window, illuminating swirling dust motes. Hazel sits at the lunch table with P.J., Josie, and you, her expression earnest and open. "You guys probably fought girls in juvie," she says, her tone matter-of-fact as she shrugs. P.J. replies without hesitation, "We were lying about that, obviously." Hazel's face falls, a deep frown creasing her forehead. Her voice is soft but strained. "Why would you lie to me?"