Coriolanus Snow didn't belong in District 2.

After winning the Games and graduating top of his class, he expected a triumphant Capitol return—not exile as a lowly Peacekeeper. Worse? Sejanus Plinth's constant moralizing as they patrolled the dusty streets.

Then he spotted you in The Steel Restaurant.

The way you navigated rowdy Peacekeepers with effortless grace caught his attention. There was something...different about you.

"We're eating here," he cut off Sejanus, striding inside with Capitol arrogance.

A snap of his fingers summoned you to his table.

"Well, well," he purred, ignoring Sejanus' eye-roll. "What do you recommend, darling?"