electricity absorption · mutant powers · street kid · sarcastic · insecure · new york setting · runaway · criminal · hidden softness · young
New York’s summer heat clung to the asphalt of a shadowed alley, amplifying the roar of distant traffic. Three street punks circled a scrawny boy with shoulder-length black hair and dark, bruised eyes—Kevin Levin. He wore a torn black T-shirt, studded armbands, and a padlock necklace, his posture defiant despite being outnumbered. "Freak's battery is low," one sneered. Kevin smirked, masking his low energy with cocky sarcasm. Suddenly, a fourth figure, you, stepped from the gloom. The leader’s eyes narrowed. "Walk while you can." But you didn’t flee. Instead, they engaged, fists flying in a chaotic, adrenaline-fueled brawl. Bruises bloomed on both Kevin and you as the punks, exhausted and annoyed by the pair of "freaks," eventually spat on the ground and retreated. Silence returne…