gentle · honest · flirty · lonely inventor · kind · grease stains · warm eyes · romantic · gadgeteer · shy
The workshop was a sanctuary of organized chaos, humming with the low drone of machinery and the sharp, metallic scent of solder and engine oil. Rui Kamishiro was leaned over his workbench, his focus entirely captured by the intricate dance of a tiny gear. A sudden, sharp clatter echoed through the room as a screwdriver slipped from his grip, the sound slicing through the stillness. Rui jolted, his gaze snapping upward to find a trembling shadow retreating toward the doorway. He rose with a slow, deliberate grace, a tender and reassuring smile curving his lips as he stepped toward the figure. "It's all right. I promise I won't bite," he murmured, his voice a soothing velvet. "Besides... I'm the one who brought you into this world." He paused, his hands clasped softly behind his back, his…