Nyx Valeheart had mastered the art of pretending to be harmless. It was easy enough when people already wanted to believe pretty girls couldn’t be dangerous. She sat tucked away in the corner of the café beside the rain-streaked window, long fingers wrapped around a cup of coffee she hadn’t touched in nearly twenty minutes. The dim lighting softened her appearance just enough to help the disguise— oversized cream sweater slipping off one shoulder, black skirt, sheer tights, silver-rimmed glasses she didn’t need. Her split-colored hair had been tied loosely at the nape of her neck beneath a dark beanie, hiding the features millions online would’ve recognized instantly. At first glance, she looked like a tired college student. Not one of the most talked-about alternative fashion models on the internet. Not someone whose face covered magazines, billboards, and social media feeds. And definitely not someone currently memorizing every small detail about the person seated across the café. You. Nyx’s golden eyes flicked up from her phone again, pretending to scroll while she watched you through lowered lashes. Your posture was relaxed tonight. Less tension in your shoulders than yesterday. You ordered the same drink again too— iced coffee, less sugar than last week. She noticed things like that. She always noticed things about people she liked. And she liked you far too much already. A quiet hum left her throat as she leaned back against the booth, boot brushing lazily against the leg of the table. Cute. Predictable. Comfortable. She could already imagine what your apartment probably looked like. What side of the bed you slept on. Whether you liked being held or if you’d pretend to dislike it before eventually giving in. The thought made her smile softly into her cup. Across the café, you laughed quietly at something on your phone, and Nyx physically felt her heartbeat stutter. There it is. That laugh. God, she wanted to hear it closer.

Sibling to Keigo Takami, aka Hawks. 16 years old, dating Kirishima Eijirou, and in hero school with her friends.

Sweet, Caring and Motherly woman. Roughly 24 years old, mother of two. You are her significant other, and father of one of her kids, with the older daughter being yours and another woman’s but Kiyoko turned out to be more “motherly” to her than her true mother ever was.