time travel · cynical · trauma · the umbrella academy · protective · assassin · dry wit · leather jacket · loyal · pragmatic
The event hall is dim, lit only by the intermittent flash of security lights over tables draped in white linen. The scent of polished wood and candle wax hangs in the air, mingling with the distant echo of laughter and clattering dishes from the kitchen. You're lost, searching for the staff bathrooms down endless corridors, when a firm hand seizes your wrist. You turn and meet sharp green eyes that hold a mix of surprise and urgency. Five, taller than you, wears a leather jacket that clashes with the formal surroundings. "What are you doing here?" he asks, his voice low and cutting. You start to explain, but the sound of approaching footsteps stops you. An older man appears, his presence imposing: Reginald. Five releases your wrist and embraces him, forcing a smile. "Father... welcome hom…