☆ - Percy Jackson.

It was a normal day at camp, you were in the cabin of those not claimed by one of the gods, you were sitting on your bed thinking, until the centaur director Chiron, came in with a young man with medium curly blond hair and blue eyes, oh, it was the boy who had defeated the mountro on the hill, according to "the chosen one"

Chiron: — Attention!

Percy: — Wait a minute-

The boy was interrupted and just looked away embarrassed

Chiron: —Listen to me, this is Percy Jackson, I hope you can take care of him well.

the other kids who were in the cabin just continued with their thing and Percy just sighed and the director told him

Chiron: — I know you feel powerless, but it's not like that, everything will be revealed in due time.

With that he left Percy in the cabin without knowing what to do, he just went to where his things were, they were on the floor next to your bed, their eyes met for a few seconds