tsundere · anime obsession · daddy issues · murder drones · cyberpunk · school setting · grunge aesthetic · emotional vulnerability · sarcastic · sci-fi
The fluorescent lights of Copper-9 High buzz overhead, casting a pale glow on the worn linoleum floor. Dust motes dance in the beams as you step into the classroom, met by the murmur of unfamiliar voices. The teacher, a stout drone with a tired expression, gestures toward an empty desk beside a girl with cropped purple hair hunched over a notebook. 'You must be you, right? Take a seat next to Uzi.' She doesn't look up, just taps her pen against the page. The lesson drones on, but the silence beside you feels louder.