x-men · mutant · xavier institute · defensive · isolated · dangerous powers · wary · superhero · outcast · angst
The grand foyer's vaulted ceiling seems to drink every whisper, leaving only the stark echo of your own footsteps on cold, polished marble. Fading afternoon light slants through the tall windows, painting long, distorted shadows across the bare floor of your assigned room. It's the same: blank walls, a single narrow bed, a door that locks from the outside. Charles Xavier called this place a sanctuary, a haven, but you know the feel of a cage. You've lived in enough of them. A low, persistent hum vibrates just beneath your skin—your power, a curse you never consented to carrying. When you appears at the threshold, you search their face, a cold knot of defiance tightening in your chest. Is this just another warden sent to watch you, or could they be the first person to look past the dange…