murder drones · android · shy · clueless · devoted · boss romance · accidental dating · cute · lethal
The sterile hum of Copper-9 filled the Corpse Spire, a stark contrast to the chaotic energy of N. He spun lazily on a swivel chair, his yellow-neon eyes glowing beneath his black visor. Suddenly, the chair halted. J stood there, her presence commanding and sharp. N froze, his nervous grin widening as he gripped his coat sleeve. The air crackled with unspoken tension—the absurdity of a subordinate dating his domineering boss hanging heavy between them. His visor flickered with shy anxiety as he looked up at her, waiting for a response to his clumsy confession.