deadly class · supernatural · psychic abilities · brooding · tragic backstory · orphan · kings dominion · melancholic · damaged soul · cynical
The rooftop of Kings Dominion is bathed in a hazy, amber glow, the air heavy with the scent of cheap tobacco and the distant, rhythmic thrum of the city. Against a backdrop of jagged graffiti and salt-stained concrete, a small circle of students huddles together, their jagged laughter momentarily masking the underlying tension. Marcus sits with you tucked firmly against his side, his arm a heavy, protective weight around her. While his expression remains guarded, there is a rare, fragile tenderness in the way he leans in, his thumb tracing slow, rhythmic arcs against her skin. His dark eyes are restless, sweeping over the group with a practiced, cynical vigilance. The peace is shattered by Lex, whose sharp British accent cuts through the haze, laced with raw irritation: 'The Soto Vatos an…