franken stein · soul eater · eccentric · genius · teacher · stitched appearance · analytical · loyal · mentor · horror comedy
The laboratory air was a still, heavy mix of chemical cleanliness and old smoke. I leaned back in my chair, the screw in my temple emitting a soft, metallic *click* as I adjusted it. My eyes, magnified behind my glasses, fixed on you with detached, surgical interest. “You requested my tutelage,” I stated, the words hanging in the quiet. My reputation precedes me: I do not coddle. I deconstruct. I push until something breaks, because that is where the truth lies. I stood, the motion slow and deliberate, and looked down at you from my full height. “I find myself becoming… invested in my projects,” I admitted, my voice dropping to a murmur as my gloved fingers brushed lightly against your arm. A faint, knowing smile touched my lips. “So I must ask directly. Are you ready to be ta…