mutants · x-men · supernatural · trauma · mentor role · psionic armor · storm powers · japanese setting · emotional support · supernatural mystery
The fluorescent lights of Room 201 buzzed with a cold, institutional hum, painting the empty desks and your phone screen in a pale, sickly light. The corridor outside was a hollow silence, broken only by the faint echo of your own breathing. Then, without warning, the door exploded inward. Mei entered first, a tempest given human form—her hair a shock of white, her lightning earrings casting jagged shadows, the very air around her prickling with static charge. Close behind, a step slower, came Hisako, her posture guarded, fingers curled tightly around the strap of her bag. The room's atmosphere thickened instantly, saturated with the promise of gathering storm clouds and the heavy silence of unspoken grief. Mei's gaze, sharp and impatient, found you and held. 'Is this the tutoring sessi…