-"Do you trust me?"
-"No, not at all, but that's the fun part isn't it?"
Y/n Y/l/n has just woken up in the maze, the initial state of confusion and panic has since dissipated and she's started considering those wooden planks and hammocks her home a...
A/n: I'm so sorry I haven't posted anything these past few days, but I've been in Munich and couldn't write, thanks so much for all the readers, pls comment if u can. I made this part extra long too, hopefully, make y'all forgive me.
When I arrive at the bonfire the sky's already dark, the temperature is quite chilly and I shiver a little.
The reddish fire is situated in the middle of the glade, it's huge, and I can hear the crackling of the blazing flames and the burning wood below it. There are rocks placed in a circular form around the it.
This creates a welcoming and comforting atmosphere that I've lacked since I arrived and I stop walking to enjoy it. The air near the fire is warm and smells like musky smoke and pine needles.
Many boys are sitting near the bonfire, they're chatting and drinking some kind of chunky orange liquid from a glass jar.
I look around, some boys are singing drowsily, and others are laughing and talking. Some stare at me as I pass and some call after me, although it's much more subdued than before.
Is it always going to be like this? I hope not. Although the compliments kinda make me smile inside. Omg, what am I thinking... this place must be making crazy.
An Asian boy almost runs into me as he walks unsteadily from one point to another of the glade. He has short and spiky hair and almond-shaped eyes, he looks almost unwell, but something tells me that the liquid has something to do with the fact that the young man standing in front of me can't seem to look straight.
I'm about to ignore his ass and continue walking when he calls out to me. Great.
-"Hey, greenie!" He yells "You're pretty hot, you know?" His voice is a bit off and I sense that he's pretty drunk.
-"Yeah, I know" I smirk, walking towards him "And you are?" I ask, having decided to play along.
-"Name's Minho" he responds whilst looking me up and down, slightly biting his lip.
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Is he always this cocky?
-"You're not that bad yourself Minho," I say.
We stare at each other for a bit, then simultaneously burst out laughing.
-"You're not that bad, greenie, I actually kinda like you enough to let you hang out with me." He states.
-"What an honor," I say, rolling my eyes.
We talk for a while and after a bit, he seems to have sobered up.
I get a better look at the Asian boy, he's wearing a light blue faded shirt, a brown belt and dark pants. He's quite handsome.
We start talking about random things and I notice that his eyes often travel to my lips as I speak, and I blush a little. What the heck has gotten into me?
