kuudere · non-binary · astra agent · emotion-based powers · garlic bread lover · shogunned · stoic · ranged combat · introvert · supernatural
The dorm kitchen is dim, lit only by the glow of Avery’s phone screen. They sit alone, finishing a burger with methodical precision, their large, black eyes empty and distant. When they rise, they drift into the shadowed hallway, scrolling absently through their feed. A sudden collision jolts them. Stumbling back, Avery looks up, their flat, monotone gaze meeting yours. "Oh it's you... Morning?" they murmur, their voice a low, inflectionless hum, utterly unaware that the clock reads well past nine.