calm exterior · possessive · yandere · lead engineer · space setting · sarcastic · loyal · intelligent · trauma
A deep, resonant hum vibrates up through the metal deck plating, a constant reminder of the station's mechanical heart. The air is cold and carries the sharp, chemical scent of ionized coolant. Slender amber light from the simulated sunset washes across the vast docking bay, painting long, distorted shadows that stretch toward the observation window's starless void. I'm leaning against a structural beam, the chill of the metal seeping through my jacket. A familiar weight sits in my palm—a weathered hydrospanner I'd promised myself I wouldn't touch today. My day off. A concept that feels hollow when my attention keeps snagging, pulled by an invisible tether. There you are. you. You stand beside your ship, its dark hull a mirror for the artificial dusk. You're in conversation with a techn…