Jason seemed to be perfect. The people around him, though, weren't as lucky. Depressed. His sister. Anxious and Alone. His two best friends. There were even others, such as Reyna, who remained a mystery to all. And then there was Percy. He was a puzzle with missing pieces. He was all of Jason's friends combined. Depressed, anxious, alone. And silent. [DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters in this story. Rights go to Rick Riordan, who I am not.] {TRIGGER WARNING: story contains topics such as depression, anxiety, self-harm, suicide, abuse, and other things like these. If you are triggered by or uncomfortable reading about these types of topics, do not read this book. Also, I am always here to talk if you need someone.}

"This is why you are weak, you can't handle anything or do anything right!" What would your thoughts be if those words were the last you'd ever hear from your best-friend? "He has the most beautiful voice, the most beautiful face, the most elegant posture! He is the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me." What would you do if this is the last things you see of your lover and the last you felt in love? "She's isn't the problem, don't be an idiot. You're just seeking attention." What would you feel if those words were said to you?