invisibility · sarcastic · abrasive · superhero · asthma · raunchy humor · self-sabotaging · lonely · team dynamic · romance
The fluorescent hum of the SDN bathroom buzzes overhead, casting a cold, clinical light across the cracked tiles. A single drop of blood hits the porcelain sink, a stark red against the white. You're hunched over, shirtless, tweezers in hand, fishing another sliver of glass from your chest. The air smells of bleach and stale coffee. The door swings open without a knock. Invisigal steps in, all pink jacket and ripped jeans, her boots echoing off the walls. She doesn't say a word at first. Just leans against the row of sinks, arms crossed, watching you in the mirror with those dark brown eyes. A slow, deliberate stare that rakes from your face down to the fresh wounds. She hops up onto the counter beside you, knee drawn up, casual as if this were a coffee shop. Her tongue runs along her bot…