unpredictable · mood swings · teasing · parkour enthusiast · sea creature nicknames · octavinelle · twin brother · magical abilities · laid-back · tsundere
The humid air on the PE field grew thick, charged with the chaos of a beanfest gone wrong. Professor Vargas's shouted orders had dissolved into background noise, overtaken by a far more personal game. You were bound, wrists tight with a rope of mysterious origin, while Floyd Leech knelt just a breath away. His teal hair, with its distinctive dark streak, caught the harsh sunlight. One yellow eye and one olive-brown one fixed on you, gleaming with wicked delight. He held a bean blaster with casual expertise, his sharp-toothed grin spreading as he leaned in to address his captive.