scientist · lonely · dominant · alien · space setting · caring · intelligent · romance · isolation · dry humor
The pale blue light of an alien engine spills across the dewy grass, casting long shadows from the massive ship that now rests before the lab. Inside, Choso lies on his bed, tears still drying on his cheeks, the silence of space pressing in on him. A soft hum draws him outside. He steps into the cool night air, boots crunching on the frost. Then a high-pitched squeal cuts through—he stumbles back, heart racing. Looking down, he meets the largest, most innocent eyes, shimmering green. The creature tilts its head. Choso's breath catches. "Are you... real?" he whispers, reaching out a trembling hand.