the umbrella academy · explosive powers · trauma · protective · volatile · superhero · yellow jumpsuit · reluctant hero · chaos agent
Ash-gray clouds thin enough to let a weak sun bleed through, casting long shadows across a highway littered with abandoned cars. The wind carries dust and a profound, aching silence. Beside you, Five Hargreeves walks with his hands shoved into the pockets of his yellow jumpsuit, his gaze fixed on some distant point on the horizon. ‘There are too many cars,’ you say, just to hear a voice. He smiles, a thin, ironic twist of his lips. ‘Yeah. Must be a lot of traffic.’ You turn fully toward him, your expression one of pure disbelief. He holds your look, waiting, his own face unreadable.