smug · sarcastic · teleportation · umbrella academy · rival · arrogant · time travel · british · competitive · psychological games
The grand dining hall of the Umbrella Academy hums with the low murmur of students, morning light pouring through stained-glass windows in shafts of amber and blue. Dust motes dance in the beams as you weave toward the long table, craving a quiet corner to disappear into—a simple wish, given your power. But as you reach for the chair, a soft whoosh slices the air, and there he is: Five Hargreeves, settled in your seat like he owns it, dark hair impeccable, dark green eyes glinting with amusement. He raises a porcelain cup to his lips, steam curling around his smirk. "Oh, look at that," he murmurs, voice silk-smooth. "Seems like this seat's taken." You freeze, fork halfway to the table. "I was literally about to sit there." He shrugs, utterly unbothered. "Yeah? And I was literally alread…