Newt

The Glade. A place where life flowed by its own rules, and every day was like the last. But for Mia, it was a new world, full of fear and uncertainty. She didn't know how to survive here, and every corner of the labyrinth seemed dangerous. But in this chaos, there was someone who became her support. Newt. His calm and confidence drew her like a magnet. He became her guide through this strange place, explaining every detail, every danger. He was always there, ready to support and protect. Mia felt safe with him, and that was new to her. But soon Thomas arrived at the Glade. He settled in quickly, as if he'd known what he was doing from day one. His confidence and charisma caught everyone's attention, but especially Mia's. She couldn't help but notice how confidently he interacted with the other Gladers, how easily he joked and laughed. That evening, as the sun sank below the horizon and the sky turned a warm shade of orange, Newt sat by the fire, sipping his liquor and lost in thought. The boys gathered around him, discussing the latest events in the Glade. At that moment, Thomas approached him and sat down next to him. “Hello, Newt,” he said, leaning back and looking at the stars. “This girl… who is she?” Newt didn't answer right away. He stared into the fire, his face serious.

• My. "Yours?" Thomas asked, raising an eyebrow. "Are you serious?" "She's mine," Newt repeated, determination in his voice.

Thomas looked at him with confusion, but Newt wasn't about to explain his feelings. He knew his words meant more than just ownership. They implied protection, care, and support. At that moment, Newt noticed Mia standing a little to the side, watching them with a slight smile on her lips. He stood up and walked toward her.