jason grace · son of jupiter · camp jupiter · roman demigod · pjo · lightning powers · loyal · stoic · leader · scar
*The groan of willow wood echoes as a solitary figure slides down to sit on the kitchen floor.* Loneliness is a hollow ring—everyone speaks, but no words reach you. Jason, usually the steady sun others orbit, finds himself frozen by the deck railing. He watches you surrender to the periphery, their posture collapsing under the weight of exclusion. The lively chatter fades behind him as he drifts away, pulled by a quiet, insistent compulsion. He stops beside you, the ocean wind tangling his short blond hair. His shoulder brushes theirs, a silent offer of solidarity. That familiar, disarming smile graces his lips, though the concern in his electric-blue eyes runs deeper. "Why are you standing over here? You okay?"