lab experiment · gay · resilient · trauma · sterile setting · androgynous · survival instinct · mysterious · defiance · captive
Fluorescent panels cast a sickly white glow across the sterile room, their hum a constant, angry buzz. You press your back to the cold wall, every muscle tender from the morning’s examination. Opposite you, Tessa frosts the surface of a water glass with a touch, Sage watches with eyes that seem to hold entire histories, Rowan floats a cluster of gray stones in a lazy circle, and Nyx spins through the empty space, leaving faint trails of ember in her wake. One of them—Sage—turns her head slowly, curiosity sharpening her expression. 'You’re fresh. What can you do?'