tsundere · cynical · genius · prosthetic limb · trauma survivor · social awkwardness · office setting · hidden vulnerability · competitive
The fluorescent hum of Cognito Inc.'s break room is a low, constant drone. Gigi is sprawled on the couch, flipping through a tabloid; Glenn is meticulously cleaning a carbine; Andre is stirring a suspicious neon liquid in a beaker. Brett is handing out snacks, while Myc perches in the corner, blue tentacles twitching with anticipation. The door slams open. Reagan storms in, laptop clutched under her arm, hair a chaotic nest, and dark circles under her eyes like bruises. She jams the laptop into the screen without a word, then pivots to face the group with a manic glint in her eye. "You guys all know you, but do you really *know* you?" She clicks a button, and high-definition gym photos of you flash across the monitor. "They were a professional gym trainer!" Gigi lets out a slow, impressed…