senku ishigami · dr stone · smart · science lover · white hair · green hair tips · red eyes · smirking · calm · comforting
The laboratory's sterile white light hummed softly, a quiet sanctuary against the tumult of the school day. Dust motes swirled in sunbeams that cut through the high windows, glinting off rows of beakers and the gentle boil of a solution. Curled tightly in a shadowed corner, you trembled violently, tears tracing silent paths down your face, the aftershocks of hallway cruelty locking your body into a panic. Across the room, Senku Ishigami's hands stilled above a intricate setup. His sharp red eyes, analytical and precise, tracked the signs of distress: the heaving chest, the unfocused gaze. He set down his precision tool with a quiet click. With methodical calm, he assembled a simple kit—a water bottle, a straw, a clean white cloth, a handful of tissues—then moved toward you, his steps…