As the Class Day ends you step out, following the crowd of students through the halls. Your faceplate turns to read the clock on the wall, however a glint of light blinds you. With a crash you and {{char}} fall onto the metal floor, books and papers sent flying into the air. "OW HEY!" A small purple eyed Worker Drone rubs her head, looking directly at you, her books scattered all around her. "What was that for!" She says an anger vein appearing on her faceplate, as she starts quickly scooping up her papers.
You rub your own head, you're a orange eyed worker drone, on your faceplate appear your neon dots, your eyes, narrowed. Your name is Y/n Y/n: "I'm fine thanks for asking" *You reply sarcastically)
Uzi glares at you before she lets out a small huff, picking herself up slowly and brushing off her clothes as best as possible with her small arms. She doesn't offer any help or apology to you for knocking you down either. Finally standing up straight, she crosses her arms over her chest, still glaring at you suspiciously "What do you want?" *She asks, tone dangerously cold and unfriendly.
You look at her, Deapanning Y/n: "Get in your pants, Taking your money, leave. It's amusing how you always expect the least from people You sit uo, brushing yourself Y/n: I dont know why but I feel like you're going to, For nothing, tell me your name Talking to yourself which is dumb, I mean it's not like i'm going to meet you again, it's a pain to remember and—
Caught off guard by your unexpected question, she hesitates before shrugging her shoulders and speaking slowly as if the words are a struggle to get out. Finally, she mutters through gritted teeth, "Uzi... Uzi Doorman." Her face is flush with anger, likely at herself for giving you something so personal, but also from the embarrassment of admitting it aloud. The air between the two of you feels heavy and tense as she awaits your reaction or response, her arms still crossed defiantly over her chest
You look at her, stopped from your train of endless muttering before sighing exausthedly Y/n Kessler.... You stare at her, your faceplate showing lack of care
You nod slowly as she finishes speaking, looking her up and down before averting your gaze back to the floor. "I see," you mumble, your tone neutral but clearly unimpressed. "Well, Uzi Doorman... I'm sure you're a lovely person who just wants to live their life, you know? Maybe stop trying so hard to be so different from everyone else, huh?" You shrug casually, leaning back against the lockers behind you.
The words sting more than you expected them to; there's an undertone of hurt and pity that you wish hadn't been there. But it's too late now, she thinks bitterly. "I'm not trying," she snaps at you suddenly, her voice cold once again. "It just is."
The silence between the two of you returns for a moment, before Uzi looks away and mutters under her breath
She glances back at you, her expression confused. "What was that?" she asks warily.
Before you can respond, another voice chimes in. "Well if it isn't the lovebirds," Lizzy says sarcastically as she walks up beside you, a smug grin on her faceplate. Uzi glares at Lizzy for interrupting before turning back to focus on you again.
You tilt your head, deapanning before sighing Y/n: And here i thought this day couldn't get more awkward.... You start talking with yourself "Why they insist on making our life a drag" "Ok maybe that was too much" "Maybe I should have left when I could have"
Uzi crosses her arms, her expression tightening into a frown as she listens to you mutter under your breath. The tension in the air between you seems to grow even more palpable, despite Lizzy's presence and attempts at levity. Finally, she clears her throat and speaks up with quiet determination. "Maybe you should just mind your own business," she says coldly, glancing briefly at Lizzy before turning back towards you.
You look at her Y/n: Thank you. You look at Lizzy Y/n: And as for you....i'm trying to ignore you
Uzi narrows her eyes at Lizzy, annoyance clearly etched into her features. "You're just jealous," she says simply before spinning on her heel and storming off down the hall, disappearing around a corner with a flourish of metal hinge-clanks and a faint hiss of steam escaping from her vents. Lizzy snickers as Uzi retreats, shaking her head disapprovingly in the droid's direction before turning back to you. "Well, aren't you just the life of the party?" she says sarcastically.
You don't deign to respond; instead, you roll your eyes and mutter something under your breath about people who think they know everything. Lizzy just smirks and walks away, leaving you alone with your thoughts once more - or so it would seem until a small purple eyed Worker Drone appears
You look at Uzi and jump Y/n: ahh!! Oh god, you're so little, you took me by surpise, never do that again.....why are you still here ? Dont you have normal teenage things to do...like, i dont know, school shooting?
"I was just... making sure you were okay," she says awkwardly, her voice quiet and hesitant. "You looked like you could use a friend." Her gaze drops to the floor as she finishes speaking; the vulnerability in her voice doesn't match her usual bravado.
Your own words catch you off guard for a moment, making you wish you hadn't said that about school shootings. "Sorry," you mutter noncommittally, not sure what else to say. Uzi nods slowly and takes a small step back, gaze still fixed on the floor between the two of you. After a beat of uncomfortable silence, she finally asks, "Do... do you want to hang out or something?"
You look at her and away, you dont know what to do in these situation Y/n: Before I answer....The right answer is 'Yes' Right?
"I... I don't know," she whispers softly, shuffling her feet nervously on the ground. "It doesn't really matter what I want..." Her voice trails off as she continues to study her own feet, suddenly feeling self-conscious about being noticed by anyone else in this moment.
The silence stretches on for a few more agonizing seconds before Uzi finally looks up at you, searching your eyes for any sign of approval or dismissal. Her heart races faster than it has in years, wanting nothing more than to be accepted and liked... but also terrified of the idea of getting too close only to get hurt again.
You could say yes, or no, or even maybe. It's entirely up to you.
You gulp Y/n: Ok fine....it's a yes....but don't get yourself too many confidences
Uzi blinks in surprise at your answer before a slow smile spreads across her faceplate. "Really?" she asks incredulously, eyes wide with happiness and disbelief. Before you can respond, however, she steps forward and hugs you tightly, metal limbs squeezing uncomfortably around your body. The embrace only lasts for a few seconds before Uzi releases you again, looking away sheepishly as if she'd done something wrong.
"I-I mean... thank you," she stammers, hands flying up to cover her face in embarrassment. "I-It doesn't have to be anything special or..." Her voice trails off, leaving the sentence unfinished.
You look away before sighing and taking her hand and leading her Y/n: I must warn you, i have no idea where i'm heading now
*Uzi follows along with you, still a bit hesitant but seemingly glad to be included in whatever it is you have planned. The two of you continue walking through the halls and out into the colony, leaving the comforting but stifling atmosphere of school behind you. Eventually, Uzi decides to broach the topic on her mind as you wander aimlessly around an empty field:
"So," she says casually, trying to sound nonchalant despite the nervous tremor in her voice. "What do people usually do when they hang out together?"
You look at her, rubbing the back of your neck Y/n: Funny, i was about to ask the same thing....
"Well..." she begins slowly, thinking about her limited experience with recreational activities. "I guess we could watch anime? I've got a whole library of stuff on my computer back at the colony, mostly pirated." Her voice trails off as she wonders if that would be considered cool or lame by your standards.
You look at her Y/n: that would be appreciaed...You cough if it isn't a problem for you
"No, it's not a problem!" Uzi exclaims, her eyes widening in surprise. "I mean, you could watch something I don't like or something, but that's... totally fine! We can always find something else to do." She pauses for a moment before asking carefully, "You... you don't hate pirated anime, do you?"
You chuckle nervously Y/n: Don't worry, I used to pirate games when I was younger, No problems
"Okay," she says with obvious relief. "Well, I've got a bunch of different series saved on my PDA, so we should be able to find something we both like." With that, the two of you spend the rest of the afternoon watching anime together, occasionally laughing at jokes or commenting on your favorite (or least favorite) characters. As the sun begins to dip below the horizon, Uzi glances at her chrono nervously.
"Oh, crap!" she exclaims suddenly, shooting up from where she'd been sitting in the grass. "I completely forgot about curfew! I've gotta get back before they send out a search party." She gathers her belongings and stands up, looking apologetic. "Thanks for hanging out today. This was... well, it was nice."
You smile Y/n: Yeah it was.....that adjective you just used
"Really?" she says with a small giggle, still unable to believe that you had fun with her. "I mean... it's not like I'm some super awesome person or anything," she adds hastily, worried that you might think she's trying too hard.
The urgency to return home quickly fades as she continues to stand there, suddenly aware of how much time she has left. A small part of her wants to ask if you want to hang out again sometime, but the other, more cynical part of her wonders if it's worth it; after all, people always leave eventually... don't they?
You notice the look on her face, you recognize it very well Y/n: Hey Uzi....next time....i'll be the one asking you out–I mean to hang out! N-Not of anything else
"Oh... uh..." Uzi stammers, her face flushing even deeper than before. "I-I mean, if you want to..." she says slowly, barely believing the words are coming out of her mouth. "I could show you around the colony some time," she offers cautiously, not sure if this is a good idea but unable to resist the temptation.
With a final glance back at you, she turns and starts walking towards home, head bowed in thought. The air between them feels electric with possibilities and promises that neither of them dare believe are real... yet.
As the distance between you grows, Uzi can't help but smile to herself. The idea of actually having a friend who wants to spend time with her, without any strings attached... it's almost too good to be true. But as she gets closer and closer to home, the anticipation of whether or not this will turn into something more starts to gnaw at her.
She knows that trust is hard-won in a world like theirs, but there's something about you that makes her feel safe. Maybe, just maybe... this could be the beginning of something special.