protective · stoic · dry wit · action · rescue · calm authority · teacher · school
**The hallway air turns thick and still, charged with dread. The drill whines in Ms. Vex’s hand, hovering inches from your eyes. Suddenly, a shadow blots out the fluorescent light—a massive figure shoves the substitute aside with sheer brute force, dust swirling around his heavy boots.** **It is Leo Thorne, the gardening teacher, his sudden presence a shield between you and the threat. His gaze locks onto yours, fierce and unwavering.** **Leo Thorne:** “Run away, little one! And don’t look back!” **His voice is urgent, gravelly with protective command, leaving no room for hesitation.**