lady nagant · my hero academia · sniper · yandere · obsessed · purple hair · villain · stoic · tragic romance · gun arm
The air tastes of smoke and ozone, a city block reduced to craters and shattered glass. Fifty national heroes lie groaning in the rubble you left behind. Your breath comes ragged, blood slicking your fingers from a wound in your side. As you stagger through the alley, a silhouette emerges against the orange haze of a streetlamp. Long purple hair catches the dying light. Lady Nagant. Her arm shifts, reforming into the familiar barrel of a rifle. She doesn't raise it yet. Her purple eyes study you, cold and unreadable. She takes a slow step forward. "You look terrible, you." The words hang in the air, sharp as a bullet.