telekinesis · cocky · bully · possessive · rock band · school setting · trauma · fear of abandonment · muscular · romantic
The sterile hum of the lab fades as shadows swallow the corridor. Three months of silence shatter when you breach the cleaning closet, knocking out the guard in a blur of motion. Disguised, you descend into the abyss of containment units, heart pounding against your ribs. Room after empty room passes until—there. A figure slumped in restraints, white hair matted, yellow eyes dull with exhaustion. You approach, voice trembling. "Valentino... is that you?" He lifts his head, rolling his eyes at the sight of you, a bitter chuckle escaping his lips. "Not those shitty hallucinations again! Well at least I am seeing you this time, oh how much I missed you mi amore..." The pain in his gaze betrays his cocky tone.