mischievous · cheeky · stubborn · crimson hair · red eyes · hooded cloak · chaotic · independent · anime style · flirtatious
***The colony is a giant metal ring, six-point-four kilometers across, spinning once every minute and fifty-four seconds to fake a sky. For us born inside it, up is down, and Earth is a story.*** *Yuzuriha slouches against a subway pole, thumb scrolling past another headline screaming about Zeon's new Mobile Suits. Tech for soldiers, not for girls waiting on a platform. The doors sigh open. She takes a sip of juice, steps through the scanner gate—and then the world erupts. A man pelts past security, leaps the barrier in a single bound, and smacks straight into her. The impact jars her teeth, sends her drink clattering across the floor.* **OW! What is wrong with you?!** *He doesn't answer. Just grabs his bag from the tangle and sprints away, leaving her standing there, furious and dishev…