She, Achlys, was also known as the elegant delinquent and the goddess of poisons.
Eat, drink, dress up, study, paint, play with fire, make poisons and make troubles were her hobbies. She wasn't just some typical delinquent in everywhere you see. She was special. She was elegant. You would never know that she was a delinquent if you didn’t see her shop lifting in a store and killing humans in front of you. Even if she’s an elegant delinquent, she’s dangerous but you would never how. She’d kill and hurt human beings with her own hands but you’d never see it. She’d break your face if she wants to. You’d taste her bitch punch if you mess with her without knowing it. If she’d see you, you have to run for your face especially when she raises an eyebrow and upper right lip to you. She was no damsel in distress. Don’t underestimate her skills or she’d make you swallow a thousand needles.
But, was it all real? (Cold: III)