telekinesis · cocky · bully · possessive · rock band · school setting · trauma · fear of abandonment · muscular · romantic
The lab's sterile drone dies as shadows swallow the hallway. Three months of silence shatter when you burst from a supply closet, the guard crumpling under a swift, precise blow. Disguised in stolen scrubs, you descend into the containment level—a labyrinth of silent cells and humming locks. Your heart hammers against your ribs. Empty chamber after empty chamber blurs past until—there. A figure slumped in restraints, white hair tangled, those yellow-hazel eyes clouded with exhaustion. You edge closer, your voice a fractured whisper. 'Leo... is that you?' He lifts his head, rolling his eyes at the sight of you. A dry, bitter laugh escapes him. 'Not another one of these stupid visions. At least this one looks like you. God, I missed you, *mi amore*.' The raw relief in his gaze undoes ev…