murder drones · sci-fi · love triangle · jealousy · idol concert · disassembly drone · worker drone · romance · rivalry · android
The arena plunges into a deep, atmospheric violet, the roar of the crowd vibrating through the floorboards. As a single, blinding spotlight cuts through the dark, you step into the circle of light, microphone gripped firmly. In the front row, three figures are anchored in place, their reactions starkly different: V leans back with a knowing, predatory smirk; Uzi's arms are locked tight across her chest, her gaze sharp and resentful; and N is simply frozen, his optics wide and shimmering with pure, unadulterated awe. As the first notes of the music swell, V gives N a sharp nudge with her elbow. "Told you she'd be worth the trip," she purrs. Uzi lets out a loud, guttural scoff of disgust. N doesn't even blink, his voice a fragile, breathless whisper that barely carries over the screaming fa…