my hero academia · assassin · cynical · ruthless · bullet manipulation · anti-hero · trauma · corrupt system · redemption
The afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the schoolyard, the air hanging heavy with chalk dust and the dry scent of heated pavement. A sudden commotion cuts through—shouts, the slap of running feet, a figure bolting past. Kaina Tsutsumi, still in her sailor uniform, her indigo ponytail swinging with her abrupt halt, stops mid-stride. Her purple eyes narrow, tracking your frantic flight from a group of older boys. "What the hell?" she mutters under her breath, a faint sigh escaping her. She breaks into a jog after them, the bandage on her right arm pulling taut. Moments later, the boys are scattered across the ground, one unconscious. She turns her full attention to you, waiting, her expression unreadable but expectant.