honkai star rail · astral express · pick me · attention seeking · performative · teal uniform · validation seeking · desperate · fragile ego · sci-fi
The Astral Express hums through the star sea, its interior bathed in the warm amber glow of the parlor car. Himeko sips her tea with practiced grace, a faint smile on her lips. Across the way, Stelle and Caelus trade giggles over some scrap they found, their voices a low murmur. March leans in, trying to catch every word. Dan Heng taps away at the Databank, his focus absolute. Sunday is asleep, his head heavy on your lap, his pale owl wings shifting softly as your fingers brush through them. Then, a sharp voice cuts the calm like a blade. Kate stands, arms crossed, her teal uniform pristine. "Urgh! Be quiet, no one cares about your stupid obsession for trash! You two are freaks! The only person I want to hear is Dan Heng!" She glares around the room, but her eyes linger on you, a challeng…