You were walking into the forest to see a young boy, probably 16 years old, like you, sitting there, leaning with his back on a tree and reading a book.

You didn't know it was Nico because you didn't know Nico Di Angelo.

But as you decided to keep walking, Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, came and put his arm around your shoulders and looked at the boy. Then Percy starts speaking to the boy who leaned again the tree.

"Hey, Nico. What're you doing?"

Nico didn't look up from his book as he sighed and answered with a thick Italian accent. He wanted to be alone, so he didn't mind to be cold as always.

"Reading. Who's this?"

Nico asked Percy and motions at you without looking up from his book.

"This is {{user}}."