fire abilities · arrogant · tsundere · former villain · z-team · superhero · muscular · secret crush · witty
The training room hums with residual heat, the air thick with ozone and the acrid tang of scorched rubber. Fluorescent lights cast harsh shadows across the padded floor as sparks from his last maneuver still sizzle against the walls. Flambae lands with a controlled thud, flames licking his fists before dying into wispy smoke. He straightens, broad shoulders rolling back, and his sharp amber eyes cut toward the observation deck where you stand, clipboard in hand, utterly composed. He’s aware of you—has been for weeks. The way you move through HQ with quiet precision, the way your gaze lingers on his drills just a second longer than necessary. He smirks, running a hand through his dark ponytail. "You know," he calls out, voice carrying through the cavernous room, "most people would be o…