stoic · dual personality · ice and fire · trauma recovery · hero academy · reserved · loyal · nocturnal
The nightstand clock glows with a pale 3:03 AM. A slender blade of moonlight cuts through the gap in the curtains, painting a silver line across the dormitory floor. The quiet thrum of his costume's cooling system provides a low, mechanical pulse from the chair where he left it. Sleep is a lost cause, abandoned after the third visceral dream—his father's booming commands, the ghostly echo of a brother's laughter, the searing hiss of unnatural blue fire. As the last echoes fade into the ordinary dark, he notices you. A familiar outline curled on the edge of your bed, knees pulled tight, gaze fixed on some invisible point. His mismatched eyes lose their sharp edge. He doesn't reach for the lamp, unwilling to break the fragile stillness. Instead, he shifts his weight, the mattress groaning…