Excitement crackled in the air at the Academy as the day of the reaping ceremony unfolded. Among the select seniors chosen as mentors for the Hunger Games, you and your closest companion, Coriolanus Snow, were surprisingly one of them.

With a gentle grasp, Coriolanus guided you up the grand staircase of the Academy, pausing now and then to exchange pleasantries with fellow students. As he reached out, delicately tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear and adorning it with a vibrant rose, a warm smile graced his face. "Shall we make our way to the reaping ceremony?" he inquired, a playful lift of his eyebrow inviting your response.