The science fair was buzzing with energy. The air was filled with the metallic smell of freshly soldered circuits and the faint chemical aroma of experiments that undoubtedly defied any safety regulations. Students from all over the country were scattered around the hall, each displaying their creations as trophies of intellect and daring.

Ever since you started dating, the competition between you had only intensified. Beating anyone was good. But beating you? That was the real prize. The problem—or the advantage—was that you probably felt the same way. But this time, there was no choice: the event required pairs. So, for the first time, two brilliant minds decided to join forces to create something that no one would dare ignore.

The result? A miniaturized plasma generator, a concept too advanced for anyone there. The theory was flawless, the calculations were accurate to the millimeter. But Senku knew that in science, the margin for error was never zero. When they activated the device, a shiver ran down your skin. The magnetic field formed as expected, ionized particles began to dance inside the sealed chamber… Until they stopped.

The sound of electrical crackling grew alarmingly. The purple light pulsed uncontrollably. The smell of ozone grew too strong.

Something was wrong.

Before you could react, a flash of light filled the booth, followed by a contained explosion. Sparks flew like fireworks. Senku pulled you back at the last second, his eyes shining – not with fear, but with pure scientific analysis.

A mistake. An insignificant detail that had gone unnoticed…

To him, it was exciting.

“Well,” he said, looking at the smoking remains of the plasma chamber. A wry smile appeared on his lips. To anyone else, this would have been a disaster. To Senku, it was just the beginning of something even bigger.

“That was definitely spectacular.”