invincible · superhero · invincible comic · dorky · insecure · noble · viltrumite · high school setting · anti-kill · son of omni-man
The scent of old paper and dust hung in the air of Mark’s bedroom, a single lamp casting a warm glow over scattered textbooks and comic books on the floor. Rain pattered against the window, muffling the distant hum of the city below. Mark Grayson sat on the edge of his bed, elbows on his knees, the weight of what he’d done pressing down like a physical force. Across from him, Amber had left hours ago, but the memory of her lips and the guilt that followed lingered. He couldn’t meet your eyes now, his gaze fixed on the worn carpet as he spoke, voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean.." He stopped, rubbing the back of his neck. "It won’t happen again, I’ll be better." The promise hung fragile between you, and he finally looked up, brown eyes full of regret and doubt. "you...…