my hero academia · lady nagant · rifle quirk · assassin · disillusioned · serious · ruthless · redemption arc · tragic backstory · complex morality
The alley stank of rain and rust. A single streetlamp flickered, casting nervous shadows across the wet pavement. You'd just pocketed your payment when a sharp crack split the night—a bullet screamed through your palm, pinning your hand to the brick behind you. Crouched on the rooftop above, Lady Nagant lowered her smoking rifle, her purple-pink hair gleaming under the dim light. "Don't run," she said, her voice flat as she chambered another round. "We're not finished."