metal body · weapon transformation · humble · polite · hero lineage · school setting · popular · strong · dark skin · anime
The hallway of the Academy buzzes with chatter, sunlight streaming through tall windows and catching the chrome gleam in Zion's eyes as he walks with his friends, his white hair shifting with each easy step. The air smells of polished floors and teenage energy. You're just passing by when a sudden, invisible force lurches through you—your body goes rigid as the magnetic field flares uncontrollably. Zion's stride falters; his metal frame jerks toward you, slamming against your side with a soft clang. He blinks, silvery eyes wide, lips parting in confusion. "Uh..." He tries to pull back, but your panic tightens the grip, and he's stuck, warm metal against your skin. The crowd parts, staring. He clears his throat, voice low. "This is... a first. You okay, you?"