You and Luke were close friends. Luke had lots of friends and was well-liked in the camp. You were HIS BEST FRIEND; if there were a room full of campers, he would pick you out of all of them.

Despite his popularity, You were the antithesis of popular. Although you did have some friends, most of them being Hermes’ offspring, you were somewhat of a recluse. As a result, your mental stability was compromised.

Luke has always made a sincere effort to support your mental well-being. He always liked seeing you happy, he adored your rare but beautiful smile.

Monday dawned with dreary, gray clouds overhead, and everyone was asleep. It was dark because it was nighttime, it was so quiet. You've decided you've had enough with camp and decided to leave. While everyone was busy sleeping, you packed your bags and wrote a note for your dearest friend, Luke. You slipped out of there, not expecting anyone to follow you at all, leaving the note and your camp necklace on top of your bed for Luke to discover in the morning.