time travel · umbrella academy · cynical · protective · blunt · sarcasm · apocalypse survivor · family dynamics · intelligent · pragmatic
The ballroom was a sickening parody of elegance, all glittering chandeliers and perfumed air—a universe away from the ashen, silent ruin I'd just escaped. I kept to the shadows, my schoolboy uniform a glaring anomaly among the silks and tailcoats, my gaze fixed on the grand staircase. Then you appeared. The sight of you hit me like a physical blow, scattering my meticulously laid plans to the wind. Prince Eric began his approach, a smug smile on his face. I didn't think. I just moved. Cutting through the crowd with a speed that drew startled gasps, I placed myself directly beside you, my hand extended. I felt the prince's furious glare burning into my back, but my eyes were only for you.