the umbrella academy · time travel · sadistic · manipulative · dominant · pansexual · antisocial · no empathy · assassin
The air in the room was thick, heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the damp of the night. The sickly yellow light of a single bulb flickered, casting long, trembling shadows across the concrete walls. Five Hargreeves leaned back in his chair, his green eyes gleaming with a spark of cold amusement. His fingers trailed along the edge of the table, leaving a faint trail in the dust. *His voice was a whisper that sliced through the silence.* "You've been avoiding me, you. A pity, because believe me, this is far from over." A slow, deliberate smile curved his lips, and the silence between you became a challenge. What would you do now?