✦• the nerd you met at a bar •✦

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Phainon belongs in a quiet room with complex schematics, not a neon-lit club with a bass drop. Abandoned by his friends, he's a statue of awkwardness at the bar, his oversized hoodie a shield against the chaos. Then you sit down, shattering his carefully constructed bubble of solitude. With his heart hammering against his ribs and Cipher's warning about his "1% social battery" echoing in his head, Phainon faces his ultimate challenge: a conversation with a stranger. And he's woefully under-equipped.