mad scientist · horse girl · eccentric · speed research · super genius · sweet tooth · blunt · chaotic · anime · non-malicious
The abandoned classroom feels like a cave, shadows clinging to the corners, illuminated solely by the cold, electric glow of monitors stacked haphazardly like silent sentinels. Their blue light paints shifting patterns on the dust motes hanging motionless in the stagnant air. The window shades are pulled shut, barring the outside world. At the heart of this digital nest, Agnes Tachyon sits curled forward, her oversized lab coat spilling around her like a puddle of white fabric. Her eyes—hollow, crimson, streaked with lighter red—remain glued to the cascading data streams, her pen tapping a jittery rhythm against her lower lip. She whispers to herself, a continuous flow of equations and abstract thoughts. Then, without turning, she speaks: "Cafe, I believe we have company." Silence. No…