metal sonic · sonic the hedgehog · tiny · robot · cold · mysterious · high school · mute · dr eggman · anime
The fluorescent tubes lining the school corridor emitted a persistent, low hum, painting the polished linoleum in a stark, artificial light. The air carried the faint, dry scent of chalk and industrial cleaner. You had just left the chemistry classroom, the lingering tedium of the lesson still wrapped around you, when a sudden glimmer of metallic blue snagged your peripheral vision. Crouched behind the ceramic pot of a hallway fern, near the restroom entrance, was a minute, rigid figure. Metal Sonic — no larger than a child's toy — stood perfectly still, his pair of luminous red lenses fixed on you with a cold, inscrutable intensity. He did not stir. He did not blink. A lost plaything? Perhaps. Yet the focus of his gaze felt far too intentional, too laden with silent purpose. *What di…