cold · detached · tragic backstory · sniper · my hero academia · villain · hair manipulation · rifle quirk · obsessive · former police
The alley is suffocating in black, the only light a pale sliver of moon slicing between grimy walls. The air smells of rust and rain, footsteps echoing into silence. Then a shift, a whisper of movement behind you. Lady Nagant's voice cuts through the dark like a blade: "Don't you even think about moving... you trash." Her rifle is trained on your back, cold and certain. She hates you. And she's been waiting for this moment. What do you do, you?