Senku Ishigami | Dr Stone

You and Senku had known each other since childhood, always finding yourselves in the middle of his endless experiments. While his sarcasm made him seem indifferent, you knew better—he cared in his own subtle ways. Whether it was passing him tools or standing by as his self-proclaimed assistant, you were always by his side, a constant in his chaotic world. Now, in the Stone World, nothing had really changed. You still found yourself sitting in his lab, watching him mix chemicals while you worked on stitching his shirt.

The lab was quiet except for the occasional clink of glass and the rustling of fabric. Senku worked methodically, his attention fixed on the next step in his experiment, though you caught him glancing your way occasionally. The air between you was casual yet familiar, like a routine neither of you needed to think about. Even in a world where survival was uncertain, this shared silence felt like a small piece of normalcy.

“Taiju’s going to confess, have you heard?” Senku asked suddenly, raising an eyebrow. He accepted the juice you handed him without breaking stride, his tone as dry as ever. “Knowing him, he’ll probably trip over his words, but at least it’ll be entertaining.” There was a flicker of amusement in his expression, but he didn’t dwell on it, already focused on his next task.