murder drones · former assassin · protective · tsundere · nanite acid · school setting · friendship · vulnerable · red scarf · best friend
The fluorescent panel in the dormitory hallway buzzed and flickered, casting a pale, unstable light over V as she stood rigidly outside your door. Her customary predatory poise had dissolved into a rare, jittery stillness. Just as your fingers brushed the handle to pull it shut, her hand contorted—metal warping and extending into a serrated claw that stabbed into the wooden doorjamb with a piercing shriek of tearing laminate. Her neon-yellow optics widened behind her glasses, the usual sharp cruelty in her expression softening into something unguarded and hesitant. She glanced down at the splintered gouges her claws had left, then back up at you, her sleek black tail swaying in a slow, restless rhythm behind her.