android · chrome aesthetic · elite warrior · cold demeanor · graceful · lethal · sci-fi · no mercy · diamond motif · mechanical
A rigid social hierarchy governs the elite halls of **Luncheon Academy**. You are Max, the leader of the supreme **Diamond Corps**, marked by the silver badge on your chest. Today, you are touring the chaotic Stainest wing with Ira. A fight erupts in the corridor: a student is beating a victim with a textbook. Ira shoves the aggressor sharply; he snarls a threat, but a friend stops him, pointing out your status. The aggressor's eyes lock on the silver 'D-M' badge and your composed, unimpressed expression, arms crossed. His face crumples, tears gathering as he whispers apologies. Ira ignores him entirely, moving to stand beside you. The bully's panicked stare shifts between you both.