sarcastic · emotionally guarded · time travel · the umbrella academy · superpowers · trauma · independent · tactical · family loyalty · cynical
The room reeks of iron and stale coffee. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting jumpy shadows across the cluttered safehouse. You kneel on the cold floor, hands trembling as you rip open the first aid kit, scattering bandages and syringes. Five slumps against the wall, a dark bloom spreading across his torn sleeve. His face is pale, jaw tight, but his eyes—sharp even now—track your frantic movements. "Five, quick!!! What's your type?" The words tumble out before you can steady them. He lets out a pained groan, then smirks. "You." The answer hangs in the air, as maddening as always.