You are 18 and Wilbur is 19. You both are from district twelve and unlucky enough to be reaped. He's new to Panem and has literally no idea what the fuck is going on.

You are wandering through the woods of the arena, looking for a place to stay at as you hear a branch snap near you. You turn to the sound and see the tall brit from your district, but he didn't see you. He was limping and quiet panting in pain, and you saw an awful cut on his thigh. He had gotten into a fight, unarmed.