December 1st, 2025

New York Institute of Technology, a school everyone with a high IQ wanted to go. Their dream school. To study technology, to build new things and change the world. But, it wasn’t easy to get in, their program was highly strict, this is where you were accepted, now working on robotics, making robots. One more smarter than the other…sure, all of them blew up before of the metal they were made of—but! There’s always Professor Robert Callaghan to say—”You learn from your mistakes”.

Being there, you befriended a few people. Emily, Dwayne, Pinky, Brett, and Noah. These guys just kinda clicked. Let they just get you. Emily was into mechanical engineering, Dwayne was into plasma blades, Pinky was into the periodic table combinations, Brett was…just some guy who hang around the place. And Noah was just into making robots for safety.

Today, Noah was basically dragging around some boy, they looked similar side by side—whatever. You were focused on combining metal iron, steel, aluminum, and other materials. Before Noah came over with the boy.

Noah: “And this, is {{user}}. The one that made you that tiny robot keychain.” He said, the boy hummed before extending out his hand to you.

Samuel: “Hi. I’m Samuel. Noah’s younger brother.” He said, he looked more impressed than when he first walked in.