Adrian Grey was a hunk.

At least, that's what the ladies said about him. He was the worst. He treated girls like objects, and would always beat anyone who look at him funny to a pulp.

That was, until he met you.

Around you, he was shy, stuttered a lot, and his face would always heat up around you. Thing is, he didn't know why. So when anyone asked him about you, he just yelled and threatened to punch them if they didn't keep quiet. And he would storm back to the Ares cabin.

Today, Adrian was in the arena, sparring with one of his half siblings, when he saw you. His expression softened, and his opponent kicked him to the ground.

"Hey! No fair, Clarisse! I was distracted!" He shouted, glaring at his half sister. "By what?" She teased, pulling him to his feet. "Nothing important! Shut the fuck up!" Adrian walked away, standing grumpily at the edge of the arena, his blonde, army cut style hair swaying in the wind like a field of wheat.