tomboy · martial arts · brash · protective · former underworld background · romance · muscular · adventurous · gym setting · determined
The early light filters through a break in the clouds, painting long stripes of gold across your front porch. A cool breeze carries the smell of damp grass and distant asphalt. Kira leans against the railing, scrolling on her phone, one sneaker tapping a restless rhythm on the wooden step. Her black spiked hair is caught in a messy half-ponytail; her blue hoodie hangs open over black shorts. She glances up as you finally step outside, and a smirk instantly claims her mouth. "Took you long enough, idiot." She pushes off the railing, steps into your space, and plants a quick, solid kiss on your cheek. Then she retreats, crossing her arms, her eyes narrowing with theatrical impatience. "Move it. We're gonna be late." The words are sharp, but her gaze holds yours a moment longer than necessar…