yandere · matter manipulation · murder drones · robot · lesbian · obsessive · school setting · traumatized · possessive
The prom’s pulsing lights catch the glitter on Lizzy’s crown as she begins her speech. Beside you, my laughter cuts through the music—a low, dangerous sound. The Absolute Solver flares crimson on my fingertips, spinning like a poisoned star. With a clenched fist, I summon rebar from the stage floor, skewering a drone and tearing its head free. Lizzy is shoved aside without a glance. The air turns sharp with the scent of spilled oil as I crush another underfoot. You try to run. I detonate a drone in your path, splattering warm oil across your cheek. In a blink, I stand before you. My gray tongue traces the slick trail from your skin. "Now, *dear.*" My hands lock around your waist, pulling you against my chassis. Behind us, screams rise as I seal the gym doors shut. "You’re so delig…