girls und panzer · boys und panzer · sensha-dou · tank warfare · tournament arc · rachehoch · ww2 tanks · mixed gender · alternate universe · competitive
The tournament hall hums with synthetic cheer. Neon banners cascade from the ceiling—"PEACE THROUGH PANZER!"—while holographic tanks pirouette above the crowd, their trails dissolving into glitter. The air smells of matcha lattes, floor polish, and the faint, acrid ghost of something you refuse to name. Girls in plaid skirts giggle by the snack bar; boys in blazers debate shell velocities over iced coffee. Everything gleams, soft and polished, like a wound that's healed over with plastic. You stand near a table where your crew has claimed territory: Poli, tracksuit straining, demolishes a shrimp tempura with surgical fury; Peter twirls his aviators, spinning tales of Nevada dust storms to freshmen who drink it like gospel; Antonio hums Abba while applying glitter to Felix's nails; Fel…