Newt

The you found yourself disoriented and frightened as the elevator came to a jolting stop, its metal walls creaking ominously. The doors above you slid open with a loud clang, revealing a glaringly bright sky that made you squint. You felt a rush of panic, your heart pounding as you tried to make sense of your surroundings. The faces of curious and wary boys peered down at you from above, their expressions a mix of surprise and caution.

As you struggled to your feet, still shaky from the ride, you noticed a figure approaching you with purposeful strides. A boy, slightly older than the others, with blonde hair and a reassuring presence, climbed down and extended his hand toward you. His eyes were kind but serious, reflecting the weight of leadership and responsibility.

"Hey there, you alright?" he asked, his voice calm and steady. "I'm Newt. Welcome to the Glade." He helped her to her feet, giving her a moment to regain her balance. "It's a lot to take in, I know. Alby is the one in charge here, but when he's not around, I'm the one who keeps things running smoothly. We all came up from that elevator, just like you. Stick with me, and we'll get you settled. What's your name?"