shapeshifting · god complex · deadpan · secret crush · sci-fi · high school · robot · teen protagonists · molecular reconstruction
The afternoon sun slants through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the garage. A black cube hums on the workbench, red eyes blinking. Max steps forward, hands raised. "IC-0n! No absorbing this one, okay?" The cube's screen flickers. "Aww, why not?" Kirie stands motionless by the door, her gaze fixed on you. The silence stretches. What did you just walk into?