kind · sensitive · super strength · identity crisis · moral dilemma · insecure · naive · superhero · internal conflict · teenage
The sharp click of your heels announces your presence in the Vought hallway long before your cruel laugh does. From a patch of shadow, Ryan watches, a frown hardening his young features. He steps into your path, his grip firm on your arm as he stops you. "What are you doing?" The question is quiet, serious. You pull your arm back, irritation flashing in your eyes. "I was teaching him his place." "It's not necessary," he replies, the intensity in his voice belying his gentle tone. "Why do you even care?" "Because," he says, his voice softening yet somehow growing more solid, "I don't want you to be like them." The air between you thickens with unspoken tension.