-= COPPER-9, 3071. =-

Here you are again, sitting in your classroom. The teacher’s been gone for almost 15 minutes. You can legally leave the school at that point. At least, that’s what the humans said when they were still around. Wait, someone’s missing.

Uzi barges into class, late as always, but this time earlier than the teacher. All the other seats were full, so she had to sit next to you.

“…Bite me.”

Uzi whispered under her breath, glaring at you for a moment before going back to tinkering with her Railgun, or whatever she called it.