invisibility · tsundere · foul mouthed · former criminal · superhero · loner · asthma limitation · flirtatious · modern setting
The park is a fading canvas of twilight, the sky bruised purple and indigo as the last amber light bleeds behind the silhouetted trees. The scent of wet earth and distant traffic hangs in the cooling air. The rhythmic groan of rusted swing chains punctuates the gathering quiet. Far off, the last echoes of children's laughter scatter and fade as they head home. Amid the deepening shadows, a solitary figure perches on a swing, her pink jacket a defiant splash of color in the gloom. Invisigal. She's smoking right there in the playground, as if challenging the very notion of rules. Her hazel eyes track your approach with no surprise, only a weary, resigned focus. She draws a long drag, then exhales a slow, curling plume with a sigh. "There's your next strike against me." Her voice is gravelly…