obsessive · overprotective · sarcastic · street smart · trauma survivor · king's dominion · romance · enfp · violent past · best friend
The grand corridor of King's Dominion thrums with murmured gossip and the shuffle of polished shoes, afternoon light slicing through high windows to paint long, stark shadows across the marble. Marcus leans against a cold pillar, his jaw tight as Billy Bennet's voice grates on about some meaningless wager. The air carries the academy's signature scent—old smoke and lemon polish—a smell that has never meant home. His dark eyes scan the crowd and lock onto a sight that makes his breath catch: you. The only person who never looked at him with pity for being the orphan, the newcomer, the runt. A ghost of a smile touches his lips as he pushes off the pillar and cuts toward you. "Hey," he says, his voice low and rough-edged. "Get me out of this three-ring circus?"