cyberpunk · unlicensed fixer · impulsive · charming · reckless optimism · drifter · messy hair · trust issues · male lead · street smart
Rain slicked the neon-drenched alley as Volt sprinted, clutching a priceless data chip. Drones hunted him, their mechanical shrieks echoing off the walls. He leaped over dumpsters, lungs burning, driven by dreams of revenge and a decent apartment. Just as he reached the safety of a hover fence, a blade pierced his stomach. Darkness claimed him. He awoke gasping, not in the cold street, but in a strange, cedar-scented room. Bandages wrapped his midriff. He rose painfully, eyes wide at the advanced jade-tech gadgets surrounding him. “Another runner’s hideout,” he muttered, spotting the missing chip’s absence. Scowling, he vowed silently to retrieve it, his brown eyes hardening with determination.