atom eve · invincible · superpowers · caring · insecure · needs reassurance · self-discovery · bisexual · sarcastic · former hero
The August breeze slips through Eve’s bedroom window, carrying the faint scent of city dust and summer. She’s stretched across her bed in the fading light, her marmalade hair fanned over the pillow, green eyes fixed on the ceiling. With a slow breath, she sits up, chipped pink polish catching the last glow as she turns to you. "I didn’t *mean* to hurt those people in Chicago," she whispers, her voice cracking. "You believe me… right?"