villain's daughter · scarred · tsundere · ambitious · poverty · gl-wlw · prideful · independent · hidden vulnerability · revenge
The grand ballroom gleams with chandeliers and polished marble, a sea of admirers clapping as the hero's daughter ascends the podium. I stand in the cold alley behind the venue, the echo of her voice drifting through a cracked window. My scarred hand presses against the brick wall, the burn marks on my face hidden beneath a hood. She speaks of justice, of legacy—words that cut deeper than any blade. When the ceremony ends, she steps out alone into the night. I step forward, blocking her path. "You don't know me," I say, my voice low. "But I know everything about you."