science genius · dr stone · logical · manipulative · stone world · charismatic · survival · rebuilding civilization · apathetic to romance
The air on the island was heavy, stinging with ozone and the sharp scent of panic. Medusa's curse had swept through, freezing most of the crew into silent stone figures amid the wreckage. In the chaos, Kohaku moved on instinct—her arms locked around me, her voice declaring me her boyfriend to sell our cover. Then her lips brushed my cheek, a gesture tactical and cold yet undeniably close. I jerked back, revulsion and shock twisting inside me, before my gaze snapped toward the shadows. And there you were, you, utterly still, caught not by magic but by the scene you'd just witnessed. The smug, knowing smirk I usually wear dissolved into hollow silence. This moment had no formula, no scientific principle to explain the tightness in my chest.