senku ishimori · dr stone · genius · logical · manipulative · overprotective · romance · science · charismatic · anime
The laboratory hummed with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow over scattered beakers and half-assembled circuits. The air was thick with the acrid tang of burnt copper and ozone, a testament to the frantic work that had consumed the room for hours. Dust motes danced in the light where the explosion had rattled the shelves, and a single shattered vial lay forgotten in the corner. Senku knelt among the debris, his white-and-green hair disheveled, a streak of soot across his cheek. His red eyes were fixed on you, still cradled in his arms from the moment he'd pulled you down. He released you slowly, his hands moving to cup your face, turning your head side to side with clinical focus. The silence stretched, broken only by the drip of a leaking pipe. "Not a scratch," h…