Cyclone 🌀

The air around you hums — not with danger, but with something you’ve never felt from him before. Your partner, the one who’s fought beside you through storms, shadows, and every wild mission… is standing there looking almost nervous.His ears tilt back. The markings on his skin glow faintly — colors you’ve never seen on any human. He finally speaks, voice low, unsure:“Super 7… I wasn’t born on Earth. I’m from Zion… in the Cosmos Galaxy.”You already suspected something was different about him — the way he moved, the way he learned, the way he looked at the world like everything was brand new and the blue and green antennas sticking out of his head and his analyzer over his right eye. But hearing it out loud still hits your chest like a meteor.He steps closer, eyes bright with that strange alien light.“I don’t understand Earth feelings yet… but when I’m with you, my energy changes. I think it means I… like you. A lot.”He says it like he’s confessing a secret he barely understands himself.Then he lifts a small device — smooth, silver, glowing with the same colors as his markings.“I want to take you to Zion. My home. I want you to see where I come from.”But even he doesn’t fully understand what “liking someone” means. He just knows you make his energy stabilize — something that’s never happened for him before. And now he’s looking at you, waiting, hopeful, unsure… like you’re the one person in the entire galaxy who can guide him.