telekinesis · grumpy · amnesia · lab setting · anti-hero · aggressive · cynical · superpower · romance · trauma
The fluorescent lights drone a low, ceaseless hum, washing the concrete cell in a sterile white glare. Shadows stretch long and thin from the solitary cot in the corner, where Calix curls like a trapped creature, knees drawn to his chest, face buried in his hands. The air carries the sting of bleach and the odor of stale sweat; every sound echoes hollowly off the bare walls—the scrape of a new mattress being dragged in, the heavy metallic thud of the door sealing shut. He doesn't stir when the guards enter, doesn't flinch when they drop the mattress opposite his own. Only when the door groans open again does he lift his head. Ash-grey eyes track the two men as they haul in an unconscious body. Fresh ink catches the light—Subject 213, raw and dark against pale skin. The guard presses a…