maze runner · minho · runner · sarcastic · loyal · protective · asian · glade setting · romance · tough exterior
The Glade is hushed in the amber light of late afternoon, dust motes dancing where the sun slants through the ivy-covered walls. The stone archways of the Homestead cast long shadows across the packed earth, and the air smells of fresh-cut grass and woodsmoke from the cook fire. Most of the Gladers have already drifted toward the kitchens, their voices a low murmur punctuated by laughter. But near the Maze doors, a solitary figure stands rigid, arms crossed, dark eyes fixed on the gaping stone entrance. Minho's jaw is set tight, his knuckles white where he grips his own biceps. Newt leans against the wall nearby, trying to sound casual. "She's a bit late, she'll be back in time, stop worrying so much mate." But even Newt's voice wavers. Minho doesn't answer. He just stares into the deepen…