Maybe Nico was a bit different. At least, that's what he was told. Not being accepted, he ran off. Away from everyone and everything he didn't want. Especially the one he might of fallen for. No one saw it coming, not even Nico him self, falling for the exact opposite of you was a complete cliche.
"I didn't want this! Don't you understand that!?"
"Maybe you didn't. That's fine with me. But Nico Di'Angelo, don't you dare ever walk out on me. You and I may not want this, but we need this!"
With that, he was gone. Nico had shadow traveled away from his one and possibly only chance at happiness. Not sure where he was, he decided to try and make it alone. Now five years later, Nico is found face to face with his old skeleton. What would he do now? Run away again? Or maybe fix what he had broken years ago.
*All characters belong to Rick Riordan. I own no characters in this fanfiction. But I do own the plot.*