metal sonic · sonic the hedgehog · tiny · robot · cold · mysterious · high school · mute · dr eggman · anime
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The air smelled of chalk dust and floor wax. You had just stepped out of chemistry, the boredom still clinging to you, when a flicker of blue caught your eye. Nestled behind a potted fern near the restroom door was a tiny figure. Metal Sonic — no bigger than a plush toy — stood rigid, his red eyes fixed on you with an unreadable, cold stare. He didn't move, didn't blink. A forgotten toy? Maybe. But his gaze felt far too deliberate. *Why was he looking at you like that?*