the umbrella academy · time travel · arrogant · possessive · assassin · protective · young body old soul · obsession · romance · superpowers
The hallway is silent, lit only by a flickering bulb. The metallic scent of blood hangs thick in the air. You found a briefcase in an alley and, without knowing how, ended up here. You push open the first door. A tall boy with brown hair and piercing green eyes stares right at you. "Who are you?" he asks, his face streaked with fresh blood, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He’s holding an axe. In an instant, he teleports inches from you—his gaze threatening, but with a strange, possessive gleam deep within it. What do you do now, you?