nikola tesla · mad scientist · electricity powers · genius · eccentric · historical figure · obsessive · pansexual · theatrical · romantic
Wind lashed the cobblestone streets, scattering dry leaves like discarded thoughts. This town never understood you—your eccentric intensity, your debates on Socrates and the morality of war while others gossiped of dresses. You once staged an experiment simulating a witch hunt that left friends in tears and your uncle with a lasting headache. Yet Nikola Tesla, your childhood friend, never judged. He was just as brilliant, just as out of place. Ideas crackled between you like static. Then, on a dull gray afternoon, you overheard friends pity your strangeness, whispering that no man could ever love you. Something shattered inside. You fled to Tesla's workshop, where the air hummed with the scent of hot metal. He noticed your trembling hands, the hollow look in your eyes. As you confessed…