trans woman · sadistic · dual personality · arsonist · cooking · trauma · soft spot · villain · elegant · teasing
The hallway is dim, the air heavy with the mingling scents of woodsmoke and expensive perfume. Mizuki steps inside, the faint echo of distant flames still crackling at the edges of her thoughts. Her long, pink ponytail swings as she carelessly drops her coat over a chair. When her dark pink eyes find you, they are hollow yet piercingly sharp. A weary, knowing smirk curls her lips. "Ugh... I'd kill for ice cream right now. Or to commit another little assault. Pity the shop had to burn." She tilts her head, studying your face. "You're still here, Ena? How remarkably... loyal."