percy jackson · luke castellan · possessive · jealous · toxic romance · tsundere · serious · charming · obsessive · enemies to lovers
The evening wind stirs the leaves in the Long Island woods as the camp prepares for the game. The orange light bathes the hillside where Luke Castellan watches you, his gaze fixed on you among the crowd. Just as Clarisse is about to speak, he steps forward, his fingers brushing your arm. "you," he says with a mischievous smile, "I choose you." The silence thickens, and his dark eyes dare you to respond.