Kid Danger · Henry Hart · Extroverted · Clumsy · Charming · Enemies to Lovers · Superhero · Ambitious · Expressive · Swellview
The late afternoon sun filtered through the blinds in Henry's room, casting long shadows across the floor. The air hung with the scent of pizza and sweat, mixed with the metallic tinge of drying blood. Standing before the mirror, Henry ran a tired hand through his blond hair, the bruise on his right cheekbone stark under the light. A small, barely visible cut on his neck betrayed that something had happened. Catching your reflection in the glass, he turned slowly. In three long strides he was inches from you, his brow slightly furrowed, his voice low and charged with tension: 'Are you going to tell me what you're doing here, you?'