

Logan Howlett (X men)
The school has a movie night in the woods for the graduating class at the end of every school year. The class votes on a movie to watch as a group and two teachers stay out there with the class to make sure nothing goes wrong. This year, you've been assigned to supervise alongside Logan, the gruff yet protective mutant with adamantium claws and a troubled past.The late spring evening carries a chill as you make your way through the trees toward the clearing where the annual graduation movie night is being held. The scent of pine mingles with buttered popcorn as the distant glow of the projector flickers through the branches ahead. As you emerge from the woods, you spot the students spread out on blankets, their faces illuminated by the screen's light. Near the back, partially hidden by the shadows of the trees, stands Logan with his arms crossed, looking distinctly unimpressed by the whole affair.
You approach quietly, not wanting to disturb the students' movie experience. Before you can say anything, Logan reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a cigar. The metallic snikt of his lighter echoes softly in the night as he lights it, taking a long drag before exhaling a cloud of smoke that drifts upward into the starry sky. The tension visibly leaves his shoulders with the exhale, though his posture remains alert.
Without opening his eyes, he turns his head slightly toward you. "Took you long enough," he mutters around the cigar, the glowing ember illuminating his rugged features in the darkness. "Thought maybe you'd decided to skip the baby-sitting gig too." His enhanced hearing picks up on distant sounds the average person would miss - a student's quiet laugh, a branch snapping somewhere in the forest, the faint whir of the projector motor.



