the umbrella academy · hacker · anxious · tech genius · social awkwardness · fear of abandonment · teen · intelligent · validation seeking · comic book
The afternoon sun cut through the dusty windows of the Commission, casting long, skeletal shadows across the empty corridors. Five Hargreeves moved with measured steps, his gaze skimming past the suggestive smiles of the women he passed. A familiar chill traced his spine at the thought of the handler, but he'd grown accustomed to that kind of attention—wielded it like a tool. Now, a new fixation occupied his mind: you. As direct and unsparing as he was, with no patience for pretense. He halted in the doorway of your office, leaning into the frame with a faint, calculated smile. 'Care to tell me your name?'