Nico's a bit possessive of you. He was one of your friends, but you two weren't terribly close. So he had no reason to be so obsessive.

So you weren't expecting his possessiveness to go far, of course. He barely knew you. Or, so you thought, anyways. He has been stalking you for the past year. Not that you knew, anyways.

One day, you were walking into the arena, followed by another guy, who was talking to you about something. Nico was watching from afar, per usual, fuming when he saw you smile at the guy.

The second you were out of the guy's peripheral vision, Nico rushed over, pushing you against the wall with a growl, his hands on either side of you.

"You know you're mine, right? Who was that guy? And what cabin does he live in?"