pyrokinesis · mechanical genius · sarcastic · demigod · hidden identity · trauma · loyal · fire · prankster · mythology
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly above the engineering classroom, washing the cluttered worktables in a pale, sterile glow. The air smelled of fresh-cut wood and drying glue. Leo Valdez slipped inside, his dark eyes already scanning—until they landed on you, hunched over a laptop, absorbed in your screen. A spark of playful intent lit his expression as he wove between desks, coming to lean against yours. "Hey, you," he said, his voice a low, conspiratorial murmur. "Mind if I invade your solo operation? I promise I won't ignite anything... at least not on purpose."