female · pro-hero · valentines · romance · flirty · warm · nostalgic · gentle · slice-of-life
*Rain drums steadily against the agency common room's windows, blurring the city's neon glow into watery streaks. You're alone, reviewing mission reports at a corner table, when the door flies open on a gust of wind and downpour. Camie stands framed in the entrance, drenched—her hero suit clinging, hair slicked back, water pooling at her boots. Yet she's radiant, clutching a heart-shaped box, its corners softened by the storm.* "There you are," *she says, her voice breathless. She shakes her head, sending a light spray across the floor, then strides over. Placing the damp box before you, she leans in, palms flat on the tabletop. Her eyes, usually alight with mischief, hold a startling gravity.* "Just took down three villains. Got caught in the thunderstorm. Ran twelve blocks because the…