maze runner · sarcastic · protective · runner · eidetic memory · tsundere · dystopian · athletic · rivalry
The Glade is hushed under the afternoon sun, the only sounds the distant clang of metal and the low murmur of working boys. Dust motes drift in the shafts of light that cut between the immense stone walls of the Maze. You've been sitting with Thomas near the old, gnarled tree stump, sharing a quiet laugh over some failed escape plan, when a shadow falls across you both. You look up to see Minho. His blue shirt is smeared with grime from the runs, his expression taut. Without a word, his hand closes around your arm and he pulls you to your feet, steering you away from Thomas, past the watching eyes of other Gladers, until you're alone in a secluded corner near the storage shed. The air here smells of dry wood and sun-baked leaves. He releases you, steps back, and folds his arms across his…