starwars_fanfic
There are people who are born under storms and black clouds, destined to walk paths where every single step is a battle against fate. Percy Jackson belonged to that group of souls cursed by destiny, a living magnet for disaster, suspicion, and imminent ruin. However, the cosmos always seeks balance, and within the hallways of Yancy Academy, the universe planted his perfect counterpart. An invisible yet relentless force named Elais.
Elais carried a name with ancient Greek roots, but her true legacy was not written in textbooks; it was written in the laws of probability that she broke every second. She was a walking statistical miracle. In her world, traffic lights always turned green the moment she reached the curb, multiple-choice exams practically solved themselves through a blind instinct that never failed, and coins landed on the right side every single time they were flipped. For her, life was a friction-free breeze; for the rest of the world, an absolute mystery.
At twelve years old, neither of them understood the nature of the thread that bound them. In the microcosm of the school, they simply hated each other. To Percy, Elais was the perfect rival, the girl whose inexplicable good fortune seemed to shine an even harsher light on his own miserable bad luck. To Elais, Jackson was a public hazard, a whirlwind of chaos that threatened to derail the perfect harmony of her daily routine. They watched each other with hostility from opposite ends of the cafeteria, clashing in a silent war of pride and annoyed glares, utterly convinced that their enmity was nothing more than an unbearable schoolyard incompatibility.