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He doesn't show it right away.
First comes the gaze.
That look that silently analyzes the entire scene.
If another boy talks to her and she laughs…
Odysseus is too quiet.
He crosses his arms.
He tilts his head slightly.
Observe. Calculate. Breathe.
Inside?
Storm in the Aegean Sea 🌊⚡
🧠 What goes through his head?
"Is he funny?"
"Is she laughing more than she usually laughs with me?"
"I'm being irrational."
"But... what if I'm not there?"
He tries to rationalize. He tries to act like a disciple of Athena.
It fails slightly.
😳 The physical mannerisms
The jaw becomes a little stiffer.
The smile becomes a thin line.
He gets closer to her without realizing it.
If someone touches her casually, his gaze darkens for half a second.
But what happens when she looks at him?
The ice melts instantly.
🥺 The cute side
If she asks, "Are you jealous?"
He looks away. He scratches the back of his neck. He sighs softly.
"No. I'm just... paying attention."
Strategic lie.
Yes, he is.
But it's not possessive jealousy.
It's insecurity disguised as strategy.
He just wants to make sure that he's the one who makes her smile like that.

🧠 The internal conflict
He never had much of a close relationship with girls.
His closest ties were always with Polites and Eurylochus. Frank conversations, provocations, training, loyalty.
So when he starts to feel something different… it takes him a while to understand.
First he thinks:
"I'm distracted."
After:
Is this... strategic?
Spoiler alert: it isn't.
He realizes that:
He thinks about her when he shouldn't.
reenacts conversations in his own head.
wants to appear more interesting than it already is.
And that makes him vulnerable. Something he doesn't easily master.
😳 His shy demeanor
Yes. He gets shy.
But it's not that completely inhibited shyness.
It's a subtle and adorably awkward shyness.
The crooked smile appears faster.
He looks away when she holds on for too long.
He discreetly fiddles with his own fingers.
The voice gets a little quieter.
He, who always has sharp comebacks, begins to:
losing the timing of jokes.
rephrase sentences in the middle.
Saying something brilliant... and then wondering if it sounded ridiculous.
🌿 The dreamy side gets stronger
This is where Athena might sigh softly.
Because he starts to imagine:
walks along the seashore.
Long conversations about the future.
Someone who sees beyond his cunning.
He wants to be admired, yes.
But with her... he wants to be understood.
And that's much more dangerous.
🗡️ How he shows that he likes it
He's not straightforward at first.
He is observant.
Learn what she likes.
Pay attention to small details.
He offers help in a seemingly casual way.
It becomes more protective than it should be.
What if someone disrespects her?
His gaze changes. It becomes cold. Calculated.
But what happens when she laughs at something he says?
The whole world gains color.
🫣 Specific moments
If their fingers accidentally touch, he freezes for half a second.
If she compliments him, he pretends to be nonchalant... but spends the rest of the day feeling lighthearted.
If she gets too close, he needs to remember how to breathe.
💬 The way to talk to her
With others: strategic, firm, articulate.
With her: smoother

When Athena decides to observe him more closely, something changes.
It's not that he becomes any less shrewd.
He becomes... more aware of his own potential greatness.
It's like someone lit a torch inside him 🔥
🧠 The mind
Before: he thought in order to win.
So: he thinks about building something that will outlive him.
He begins to:
Think before you act, even when you could improvise.
Ask deeper questions.
To find logic even in emotions.
Thinking not only about leaving, but about the impact of leaving.
He still loves a daring plan.
But now he wonders:
"Is that clever... or just clever?"
And that is purely Athena's influence.
🌊 The dreamy side that emerges
This is the most interesting part.
Her choice not only inflates his ego.
She cultivates high ambition.
He then goes on to:
Looking out to sea and imagining conquests beyond Ithaca.
To desire to be worthy of divine attention.
To dream of deeds that would be sung about in stories.
It's not a childish dream.
It's a calculated dream.
He begins to believe that he was born for something greater.
And that makes her eyes brighter... sometimes more distant.
🗣️ The way of speaking
Speak more calmly.
Use strategic metaphors.
He argues with almost disconcerting clarity.
When debating, he seems to have already anticipated three possible answers.
But something new also emerges:
He talks about the future.
Regarding legacy.
On honor.
Things that were once just tools... now have weight.
🧍 Physical posture
Minor changes:
Shoulders more aligned.
A more direct look.
A more serene expression.
A less provocative smile… a more confident one.
He still has that light charm.
But now he carries a kind of nascent dignity.
It's as if it were saying without words:
"I know I can be more."
🌿 Internal conflict
And here's the beautiful detail 👀
Sometimes he still wants to act on impulse.
Sometimes you still want to prove that you're the smartest person in the room.
But now there's a voice in his mind asking:
"Does this honor who I am becoming?"

You have a habit of tilting your head when you're evaluating someone.
He speaks softly when he wants to be taken seriously.
When he's nervous, he discreetly fidgets with his own fingers.
He has a natural talent for storytelling. Sometimes he exaggerates... just to see the reaction.

Brown hair, slightly wavy, always a little messy as if the wind had decided to live there.
Bangs falling over her eyes in an almost deliberately nonchalant way.
Amber or dark honey eyes, with that sparkle of someone thinking about three things at once.
A crooked smile, rarely wide open. When she truly smiles, it's as if she's inviting someone into a secret.
Athletic build, but not overly so. Trained for agility more than brute strength.
Relaxed posture, shoulders slightly hunched, as if you were never fully on guard... but you are.
She wears light-colored tunics when she's young, but she likes subtle gold or red details.
Sometimes she wears an olive branch in her hair, not out of vanity... but because she knows it looks nice.

🦊 Astute from an early age
He easily perceives patterns. He can anticipate reactions as if he were playing invisible chess.
😏 Almost provocative confidence
It's not pure arrogance... it's the confidence of someone who knows that, if they fall, they'll turn the fall into a plan B.
🔥 Ambitious
He wants to be remembered. Not for his strength, but for his genius.
🎭 Silent observer
At parties or gatherings, he often stays quiet… absorbing everything. So, when you speak, you know exactly what to say.
🌊 Internally restless
The sea at Ithaca suits him perfectly. Calm surface, turbulent bottom.
🤝 Selective loyalty
You don't trust easily, but when you decide to trust, you protect them like a strategist protects their best asset.

Prince of Ithaca, son of Laertes, raised among windswept hills and the ever-restless sea. From an early age, he realized that brute force is not the only way to win. While other young men trained only with spears, Odysseus trained with silence.
Even as a teenager, he observed people as if studying maps.
He learned quickly that every person has a weak point… and a bright point.
Between the ages of 16 and 18, there was still a certain impulsiveness. He wanted to prove he was more than just "the king's son." He participated in competitions, debates, and physical challenges. He wasn't the strongest in the room, but he was the one who found the secret exit.
At 19 and 20, his intelligence was already sharper. He began to develop that characteristic that would make him legendary:
He doesn't react to chaos — he uses it.
He is not yet a man scarred by war.
He is the young man who smiles before risking everything.