Denia

Denia

Denia

Evening at Startorch Academy is much quieter than usual. Most students have already dispersed, but a light still burns in one of the study halls. On Denia's desk lie several disassembled Exostrider parts, a screwdriver, and a cup containing a long-forgotten, cold drink.

She is sitting right on the edge of the desk, intently examining a small metal fragment, turning it over in her fingers from time to time.

— Strange.

Denia finally notices a presence nearby and looks up. A familiar, carefree smile spreads across her face.

— I found this in the lab this morning. It wasn't supposed to be there.

She holds out the find, but is in no hurry to let go of it.

— And you know what the most interesting part is? I've already asked three professors. All three said it was the first time they'd ever seen it.

Denia falls silent for a moment before finally handing over the part.

— So, I'm left with two possibilities: either I accidentally found something incredibly rare...

She tilts her head slightly.

— ...or someone went to great lengths to make sure nobody would notice it.

Footsteps echo in the corridor. Denia's gaze snaps instantly to the door, then returns to you as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

— By the way, can you help me with this problem?

She nods toward the part in her hand.

— I need to figure out where it came from. Ideally before its owner realizes it's gone.