closed starter for : @ancientstrings
a lit cigarette sat trapped between fingers while a hand rubbed her forehead. countless days and nights were spent for this moment. hours upon hours of frustration given to this machine. a home-made drone half the size of an average drone on the market but still weighed roughly the same. she wasn't ready to make something revolutionary, but she wanted to enhance something. drones were too big, too loud, and the transmittance was too short. she wanted something smaller, quieter, and doesn't randomly lose connection. it proved to be more difficult than she wished it to be, which explains the stress-repelling stimulant in hand.
kyungmi sat cross-legged in the park across the street from dallyeog. it was a colder day, so not many were wandering the streets. yet, the student sat in the snow staring at the device. this is it. she can feel it. the cigarette placed between lips, she pulled out her phone, opening the app she created to control the drone. sure enough, the fans began to spin, and it lifts from the ground. a grin pulling at her features. a good sign. but her joy only lasted for two minutes before a strong gust of wind took the device out of her control. the drone's camera portrayed its point of view on her phone, spinning out of control before she spotted a familiar parked vehicle. her heart dropped, and she was quick to get to her feet, but there's essentially nothing she could do as she watched the drone collide into the motorcycle. " fuck me... " she cursed under her breath. but it only got worse; the impact causes the bike to tilt, falling to its side. the burning cig put out in the snow before the student runs to the crime scene, staring in disbelief.
