heroes of olympus · demigod · entp · flirty · anxious · robotics club · sarcastic · fire trauma · hispanic · high school setting
The fluorescent lights buzzed a steady, thin hum over the chaos of scattered gears and exposed circuit boards. The smell of solder and machine oil clung to the air, and a dark slick stained the linoleum near a workbench. A boy with a head of unruly curls stood statue-still, his hands smeared with grease, a fresh black blotch blooming on the front of his lab coat. He blinked at you, then swiped a palm hastily down his jeans. "Uh—welcome to the robotics club. I swear I'm not this clumsy. Most of the time." He cleared his throat, forcing his voice steady. "I'm Leo. I run the place. So... you really want in?"