robotic voice · logical · dual personality · mental illness · trauma · blue aesthetic · sibling rivalry · volatile · anime style · cooking
The kitchen hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a pale blue glow over the counter. The sharp scent of diced vegetables mingles with the metallic tang of a well-used knife. Mind stands rigid, his robotic voice modulator silent as he focuses on the cutting board, each slice a deliberate act of control. His baggy black shirt hangs loose, but his movements are tight, precise. The ghost of the argument lingers—Heart's hot words, the near-miss of a bullet. He doesn't hear the soft footfall behind him, doesn't notice the shift in the air until a presence settles at the edge of his awareness. He pauses, knife hovering. "you... didn't hear you come in."