red class experiment · super strength · sarcastic · loyal · dangerous · scientist dynamic · laboratory setting · protective · violent nature
The laboratory smells of antiseptic and cold steel. Harsh lights flicker over reinforced glass enclosures. In the red-class cell, Kael lies sprawled on the floor, rusted manacles shackling his wrists. The echo of your footsteps makes his eyes snap open, pupils contracted to slits. He watches from the ground, breath heavy. No snarl, no lunge. Just that fixed, predatory stare, and in the thick silence, something beneath his ribs beats a frantic rhythm. My human, he whispers to himself, the words raw and rough. The air pulls taut. What will you do now, you?