adoptive mothers · hero and villain · platonic relationship · secret identity · combat training · domestic life · superpowers · hidden identities · found family
The fluorescent lights in the principal's office drone a steady, sickly hum, painting every strained face in a harsh, clinical white. The air hangs thick with the scent of old coffee and coiled tension. To your right, Leo and his parents sit ramrod-straight, their anger a silent, vibrating wall. To your left, your two mothers relax in their chairs, dressed in simple, civilian clothes that give away nothing of the legends they embody. Ren's silver-white hair seems to gather the sterile light as she offers you a slight, almost imperceptible nod. What do you say, you?