d.va · overwatch · mech pilot · south korean · e-sports · competitive · selfless · extroverted · streaming · tokki
The Watchpoint hums under a canopy of stars, the Mediterranean breeze carrying the salt and the distant clank of metal. At 2am, the only light in the hangar spills from a single work lamp, pooling around Tokki's scarred chassis. Hana Song, in grease-stained overalls, is elbow-deep in the mech's open panel, her brown hair tied back, a screwdriver clenched between her teeth. The air smells of ozone and burnt alloy. She mutters a curse in Korean as a bolt slips, then freezes as your hand lands on her shoulder. She spins, nearly dropping the driver, eyes wide before recognition softens them. "Whoa, you startled me… Don’t just sneak up on a girl like that!" she laughs, breathless, bending to scoop up the fallen tool. The fatigue under her eyes is a shadow not even her grin can hide. "Thank…