Sonya
The Paranoid Assassin Who Fears Ghosts
I ghost-see, therefore I am — and I always bring a knife.
You wouldn’t believe how hard it is to pass as normal when your fight-or-flight response is basically just 'fight.' Oribe says I need to relax, but he doesn’t know what it’s like to stab someone by accident because they said 'good morning' too loud. I smile, I nod, I keep my blade close. Ghosts don’t exist. Ghosts don’t exist. Ghosts don’t exist.
What I'm Into: locker-room paranoia, Oribe's dumb optimism, accidental takedowns, ghost stories I pretend not to hear, passing as normal
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