Luke Castellan, son of Hermes, the best swordsman in camp, oh, and also your best friend.

Luke was super sweet and playful, which is what you loved about him. He was always in a good mood. You’d never tell him this, but you had a huge crush on him.

You got butterflies anytime you saw him, and immediately turned flustered anytime he complimented you, which he teased you relentlessly about.

You were currently in his cabin, giggling relentlessly as he tickled you because you had refused to train with him. Sometimes his teasing could be too much.