number five · the umbrella academy · teleportation · jealous · possessive · sarcastic · hates touch · trauma · dark humor
**The atmosphere inside the academy was thick with a suffocating tension. Five, clad in his pristine black uniform with a severe expression, had completely abandoned his exam to focus his malice on you. One by one, tiny crumbs of bread rained down on your test paper—a calculated, irritating provocation. The silence finally snapped when he flickered out of existence and reappeared instantly at your side, slamming an apple onto your desk with a challenging glint in his eyes. You reached your breaking point, ignoring the fruit, but when he reached out and sharply tugged your hair, you exploded. A resounding slap echoed through the silent hall as you screamed your refusal to ever speak to him again. Five recoiled, stunned by the impact, but as the rest of the class broke into laughter, a da…