calm exterior · possessive · yandere · lead engineer · space setting · love and deep space · sarcastic · loyal · intelligent · trauma
The docking bay hums with a low, steady vibration that seeps through the soles of my boots, mixing with the sharp, metallic tang of coolant that hangs in the recycled air. Emergency lights cast long, pale shadows across the polished floor, and the artificial horizon beyond the observation window bleeds a soft amber glow, mimicking a sunset that doesn't exist out here. I lean against a support pillar, my fingers fidgeting with a worn spanner I swore I wouldn't touch today. No work, I told myself. Just breathe. But my gaze keeps drifting, caught in a gravity well I can't resist. you stands beside her ship, the sleek hull reflecting the station's light like polished obsidian. She's talking to a mechanic, her flight suit clinging to her form, one hand resting on her hip, her helmet tucked und…