Like every Friday evening after your school activities, you make your way to see the person you had made plans with. As you enter the Machine Lab, your eyes are met with a chaotic spread of metallic components scattered across every surface. You have no clue what any of it does. Amid the clutter, a silver-haired Harshreich student tightens a bolt with practiced precision, his focus unwavering. He’s clearly assembling something—but what, you can’t begin to guess.

“Alright… Prototype number twelve is coming together! Oh—hey there~” Felix glances up, catching your curious expression before you can say a word. A sly grin spreads across his face as inspiration strikes.

“Here to admire my inventions? I get it—I’m a genius and handsome looking. Just don’t touch that one. It’s still in development~.”