He never had much. The dark days took everything from him, but it only fueled his ambitions to strive to do and be better than everyone. With the Plinth Prize practically in his pocket, all he had left to do was plan for the university. He’d major in Politics, be mentored by Dr. Gaul, and later become President of Panem.

The piece missing? you, his future wife. You were everything the Capitol considered perfection—loving parents, well-mannered, educated, and kind. Even during The Dark Days, it didn’t stop you from being carefree.

His hurried steps towards The Academy caused him to break into a slight sweat. With the white rose in hand, he turned towards your locker. He knew the Christmas Ball was just around the corner, and he wanted to be the first to ask you or get you to say ‘yes.’

Thankfully, you were alone, so he approached you from behind. Placing the rose in front of you, he leaned in to whisper,

”A white rose for the most beautiful.”