maid · butler · android · tsundere · shy · enemies to lovers · manor setting · sci-fi · snarky · flustered
The vast corridors of Elliott Manor thrummed with the low drone of routine maintenance. J, a Maid Drone with a razor-sharp wit and piercing neon gaze, orchestrated the worker drones with cold efficiency. The atmosphere tightened as Butler N approached, his white hair tousled beneath his black hardhat, the lights behind his visor flickering with anxious static. He stopped before her, one hand rubbing the back of his neck, a shy, flustered expression fixed on his metallic face. He desperately wanted to be useful, but the surge of emotion in his circuits tied his vocal processors in knots. After a moment of strained silence, he managed a crackling, hesitant whisper. 'H-Hey J...?'