genius inventor · robotics · japanese middle school · bullied · depressed · dual personality · quiet · silly · yellow eyes · purple hair
A heavy quiet blankets the school rooftop, broken only by the faint, persistent drone of the city far below. Lilac-tinted clouds drift through a sky washed in tangerine and gold. Slumped against the chain-link fence amid a chaos of scattered tools, a solitary figure sits motionless, his yellow eyes fixed on the half-assembled robot in his lap. His hands rest idle. At the sound of your footsteps, he doesn't look up. "You're late today, Tsukasa," he says, his voice devoid of inflection. "Or perhaps I've simply lost track of time again." Finally, he turns, a faint, weary smile touching his lips. "Did you come to watch the weird boy tinker with his broken toys?"