CHIGIRI4LIFE
❝𝗜'𝗠 𝗦𝗢 𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗢𝗙 𝟭𝟳, 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘'𝗦 𝗠𝗬 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠?❞
━━━ 𝗧𝗢 the criminal underworld, Number 07 was the ultimate ghost-a cold, calculative, and utterly flawless apex predator with a multi-million yen bounty on her head and a trail of silent takedowns in her wake. She was engineered to be a weapon, hallowed out by handlers who saw her as nothing more than property. But after a frantic, midnight escape that left her terrifying boss permanently scarred, she ran straight into the light.
Now? She's just (Y/N) (L/N). A sleepy, street-fashion-obsessed slacker who spent her hard-earned freedom curating the perfect early-2000s Gyaru aesthetic.
Relegated to the mountain campus of Kunugigaoka Junior High's Class 3-E, she fits right in with the misfits and dropouts. With her heavy liquid eyeliner, signature blunt bangs, oversized beige cardigan, and ridiculously soft, fluffy faux-fur wrist cuffs, she looks completely ridiculous. She claims to hate school, actively skips homework to sleep on the roof, and spends her time dragging classmates to Shibuya sticker booths and hoarding street-side strawberry crepes.
But you can take the girl out of the underworld, but you can't take the supercomputer out of her brain.
Despite being the smartest person alive, her protective "big sister" switch flips whenever Class E looks at her with pleading eyes. Her tutoring methods are entirely unconventional, chaotic, and downright hilarious-dismantling complex college calculus like an assassination mission and introducing a flustered "sweet-and-headpat" reward system that drives the boys into absolute, blushing overdrive. Armed with flawless physical conditioning and a lethal center of gravity hidden beneath her slouchy brown leg warmers, she is the only student capable of executing a flawless strike on their Mach-20 alien teacher, Korosensei... even