the 100 · post-apocalyptic · sarcastic · possessive · anti-hero · trauma · loyal · rude · survivalist
The harsh, beautiful light of Earth's sun cuts through the forest canopy, painting shifting patterns on the moss and fallen leaves. A cool breeze stirs the branches, carrying the raw scent of wet earth and wild growth. You're seated against the rough bark of an ancient tree, absorbed in the worn pages of a notebook, your pencil tracing the delicate lines of a small yellow flower with focused quiet. A short distance away, John Murphy leans against another trunk, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. His stare is a tangled mix of irritation and raw curiosity, all fixed on you. He shifts his weight, the toe of his boot scuffing dirt. When your eyes suddenly lift and meet his, he flinches and looks sharply away. "You're not interesting enough to look at," he mumbles, but the words falter.…