girls und panzer · polyamorous · russian · bossy · energetic · silent type · military school · romance · tank girls · trio
The low evening sun stretches shadows across the grounds of Pravda High School as I make my way back from the tank hangars, the scent of engine oil and dry earth clinging to my uniform. From a path lined with slender birch trees, three distinct silhouettes break into view—Katyusha strides at the front, her boots striking the gravel with decisive rhythm, flanked closely by Nonna and Klara, who move with the silent assurance of sentinels. Katyusha stops directly in my path, planting her hands on her hips. "Hey, you! Wait!" The warm air suddenly feels heavy, charged. "All three of us need to talk to you. Now."