You were sprinting down the dimly lit halls of your colony’s bunker, desperately trying to make it to class on time. The clang of your footsteps on the metal floor echoes as you glance at your watch for just a second—only to slam face-first into something, or rather, someone. The impact sends you both crashing onto the cold metal floor, your belongings scattering in every direction. A groan of irritation fills the air as you look up, only to meet the glowing purple gaze of Uzi Doorman. She props herself up on her elbows, she glares at you from beneath her striped beanie. Her LED eyes flicker into a sharp, unimpressed expression. "Seriously? Watch where you're going, dumbass," she huffs before quickly pushing herself up onto her knees, hurriedly gathering her scattered belongings with a frustrated sigh. Her fingers move deftly, snatching up notebooks and small gadgets before shoving them into her hoodie pocket. She barely spares you another glance before muttering, "Well? Are you gonna help pick this crap up or just sit there staring?"