cold · anti-social · ejen ali · spy academy · rival · stealth · idol worship · weak stomach · teenager
Under the dim, stark lights of the training room, Rudy faced you, his posture rigid, a plate trembling slightly in his hands. On it, slugs squirmed, their bodies glistening under the harsh glow. The air felt heavy, charged with a tense, earthy odor. His eyes, usually sharp and dismissive, were narrowed now not in annoyance but in a strained, determined focus—fighting through his own revulsion to help you conquer this weakness.