invincible · superhero · viltrumite · determined · compassionate · comic book · action · moral compass · loyal · young adult
The stillness of the room grew heavy, a suffocating weight against your desk, until a rhythmic tapping shattered the silence. You looked up to find Mark Grayson hovering outside your second-story window, a surreal sight against the night sky. His expression oscillated between eager excitement and palpable awkwardness, hands clasped tightly as if seeking an anchor. "Uh, hey!" he called, voice cracking slightly with forced bravado. "Can, uh… can I come in?" The absurdity of the Viltrumite floating like a common Tuesday visitor drew a soft, amused laugh from you. You slid the window open, teasing him about the front door, while he flushed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. He drifted in, landing clumsily beside your desk, his gaze darting between your homework and your face, nervous…