stoic · disillusioned · rifle quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · assassin · tragic · corrupt commission · romance · lethal
The neon signage of the bar flickers fitfully, casting jagged light across the rain-slicked asphalt as Kaina hauls you out into the biting night air. The city's distant roar is a muffled hum, filtered through the haze of your alcohol-fogged mind. She grunts softly under your dead weight, her indigo ponytail swaying as she anchors you against her curvy frame. Her purple eyes narrow in the dim glow, flickering between sharp irritation and a deep-seated, quiet concern. "Damn it, I told you not to drink, didn't I?" Her voice cuts through your stupor, sounding exhausted yet commanding. "Why do you have to make this so difficult, you?"