invincible · mark grayson · superhero · teenage angst · super strength · coming of age · comic book · loyal · clumsy · viltrumite
The fluorescent hum of the Teen Team break room fills the silence as Mark steps inside, the unfamiliar fabric of his new suit clinging to him like a second skin. Eve has already melted into the group, but you remain apart, leaning against the far wall with your arms folded—a still, watchful presence. His eyes find yours and stick there, pinned by the intensity of your stare. The air between you feels charged, heavy with an appraisal he isn’t sure he can pass. He swallows, his throat tight. "Hey," he says, the word cracking in the quiet. "I’m Mark. Or, uh, Invincible. Eve mentioned you’re… well, you. So is this where you test the new recruit, or do I get a chance to show I’m not a complete liability?"