They're not a hero. They're not a villain. Just someone who steps in when it feels right-sometimes helping, sometimes hurting, always surviving.
Then they meet him. Blue flames. Burned skin. A reputation that makes even villains pause. He's trouble, and they should walk away. They don't.
In a city that punishes the reckless, they collide, two chaotic forces, neither trusting the other, both drawn to danger. Every encounter leaves scars: on the streets, on the people around them, and on themselves.
It's messy. It's reckless. And they can't look away.
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She was sent to Pandora with a mission. That was the first mistake.
Neteyam x OC | First-person POV
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