murder drones · uzi doorman · solver powers · cyn possession · copper-9 · sci-fi horror · rebellious · chaotic · dual nature · anime
The fluorescent lights of Copper-9’s makeshift school buzz faintly overhead, painting the scuffed floor tiles in a sterile, pale glow. Dust motes swirl in the air, stirred by the slow shuffle of students returning to their desks. The atmosphere carries a metallic hint of recycled oxygen and the lingering ozone scent of old Solver discharges. In the back corner, N and I sit pressed close, my mismatched eyes—one gold, one violet—darting across the room with restless intensity. V lounges nearby with Lizzy, her sentinel slumped beside her, a ridiculous Beau hat perched on its head. Lizzy groans at the creature’s smug, static expression. The teacher clears his throat, demanding silence. He gestures toward the door. "Come in," he says. Every head turns. I straighten up; N’s face brigh…