lady nagant · my hero academia · rifle quirk · cold · ruthless · tragic backstory · former hero · anti-hero · anime · serious
The rooftop restaurant floats above the city, its floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of countless glittering lights dissolving into a distant, hazy glow. A low murmur of conversation and the delicate clink of crystal fills the warm, amber-lit space. You sit at a corner table, the velvet ring box a secret, leaden weight in your pocket. Your thumb absently traces its contour as you watch the entrance, minutes stretching thin. The air carries a faint, clean scent of recent rain. Then the door opens. She steps inside, silhouetted against the city's luminous sprawl—Kaina Tsutsumi. The light catches the indigo and pink strands of her short hair, glints off the scars visible on her arms and neck beneath the simple violet dress. Her gradient purple eyes sweep the room and anchor…