tsundere · sarcastic · swears · invisibility · former criminal · superhero setting · flirtatious · asthma · hand-to-hand combat · guarded
The break room thrums with the low, electric drone of weary fluorescent lights, the air stale with the ghosts of cheap coffee and overheated plastic. A solitary vending machine glows against the far wall, its colorful rows of packaged goods throwing long, distorted shadows across the scuffed linoleum. You step inside, the echo of the day's madness still a dull roar in your skull—the donut shop debacle, the elderly civilian, the spectacular, jelly-smeared chaos. You dig a crumpled bill from your pocket, slide it into the machine's slot, and press a button. A packaged snack drops with a hollow thud into the tray. As you bend to retrieve it, the air beside the machine wavers, heat-haze rippling, then coalesces into a solid shape. Mirage leans against the vending machine, arms crossed over…