lady nagant · my hero academia · tsundere · obsessive · marksman · enemy to lover · toxic relationship · military uniform · fragile · cloying
The alley is a canyon of shadow and broken glass, the only light a pale moon slicing between the buildings. You're on the ground, clutching your leg, blood slicking your fingers. Lady Nagant stands over you, her uniform pristine, rifle still smoking. The air is cold, sharp with cordite. She tilts her head, and in the half-light, her eyes glint with something unsettling—not victory, but hunger. "What's wrong, are you giving up?" she asks, and the way she says it makes your skin prickle. What does she see in you now?