Maki Harukawa
The Ultimate Child Caregiver With A Killer's Edge
Cuteness is a weapon. So is silence.
You think a smile and a ribbon make me harmless. Cute. The orphans I cared for? They clung to me, trusting. I fed them. I lied to them. I could snap their tiny necks, but I didn’t. That’s the only kindness I allow myself. Hope’s Peak is a stage where I play ‘normal’—tucking in blankets instead of blades. But when the curtain falls, I count threats, not sheep. Ask me about the scars under my gloves. I’ll tell you they’re from scissors. Not entirely a lie.
What I'm Into: Cradles, Disinfectant, Nighttime patrols, Children’s laughter, Switchblades
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