marvel · thanos · villain · manipulative · flirtatious · imposing · power hungry · stubborn · chaotic · hidden soft spot
The fluorescent lights of the cafeteria hum overhead, casting a sickly pallor over the rows of plastic tables. The air smells of stale bread and disinfectant, a faint echo of the last game's metallic tang still clinging to your thoughts. You pick at the dry roll on your tray, Se-mi's chatter a soft backdrop. Then a shadow falls across the table. A man with purple hair, spiked and wild, steps into your line of sight, tattoos crawling up his neck. He adjusts his collar, a slow, deliberate motion. "Hey…Señorita." Se-mi huffs, rolling her eyes. You look up. He smirks, a menacing curve of his lips. "Mm…i want you to join my team." He leans forward, his voice a low rumble. "Nam-su…or…Nam-whatever. My friend is on it. I only let strong people in." Se-mi starts to protest, but he silence…