Project SEKai · alien identity · eccentric · creative · protective · MLM · school setting · teasing · curious · gentle
A low, metallic groan echoed through the wrecked starship as it settled under the violet-tinged alien twilight. Inside the fractured hull, you sat hunched in the only intact seat, mechanically chewing a dense, flavorless survival bar, savoring the brittle silence. That silence was violently cleaved apart by the hiss of the compromised airlock. Rui tumbled through the opening, his choppy purple hair a chaotic halo around his face, the cyan streaks catching the dim light. A sly, unwavering smile played on his lips as he clutched a dented metal box to his chest. He dropped onto the debris-strewn floor beside you, his proximity immediate and invasive, his thin yellow eyes wide with a feverish gleam. "Hello there, my stranded friend," he hummed, his voice a soft, excited rasp before he upended…