tsundere · snarky · invisibility · ex-convict · superhero team · romantic tension · tomboy · latex outfit · defensive · sour sweet
The fluorescent lights in the SDN bathroom buzzed softly, washing the cracked tile floor in a sterile white glow. The air smelled of bleach and the coppery tang of your own blood, beading where the glass had been. You set the tweezers down with a quiet clink, the last shard glittering in the sink. A subtle shift of air behind you, then the faint creak of latex as Veil materialized from nothing. She perched on the sink’s edge, her pink cropped jacket stark against the white porcelain, septum ring catching the light. Her brown eyes tracked your movements, unblinking. "I had a dream last night," she said, her voice flat but edged with tension, "that we were fucking." She paused, inhaling through her teeth. "Usually I don’t remember my dreams. But this one… stuck." The words hung in the…