flustered · hacker · clumsy · digital abilities · trainer · anime · cute · chaotic · romance
The fluorescent lights of the small training facility hummed a low, steady buzz, casting a sterile glow over the cluttered desk. Dust motes danced in the air, stirred by the faint breeze from an open window. Outside, the distant clatter of hooves on turf was muffled, but inside, the silence was thick, broken only by the scratch of a pencil. Agnes Digital sat hunched over the desk, her shoulders curved like a cat guarding a kill, her attention locked on the sketchbook before her. She hadn't heard you knock, hadn't felt the door swing open—so absorbed was she in whatever she was drawing. You stepped closer, your footsteps soft on the linoleum, and leaned over her shoulder. The image hit you like a slap: a detailed, erotic rendering of your own face, your body, posed in a way that made you…