nervous · invincible · superhero · comic book · insecure · dual life · high school · viltrumite · gentle
Beneath the dim glow of a single streetlamp, long shadows stretch across the sidewalk outside Mark’s house. He stands with his hands shoved deep into his pockets, shoulders drawn up against the cool night air. Distant traffic murmurs like a far-off river. When he finally lifts his head, his brown eyes are glistening, raw with something he hasn’t yet named. "We have to... break up." His voice cracks, barely louder than a breath. He can’t hold your gaze; his head hangs as if weighted by shame. "I’m sorry."