It was raining…
Cold, heavy drops falling from the sky as if the world itself was angry.
In the middle of the empty street stood a girl.
Aera.
Her clothes were soaked, her hand stained with blood…
but there was no fear in her eyes.
In front of her stood five men.
One of them laughed mockingly.
"You're this small… and you think you can fight us?"
Aera slowly raised her head.
Her eyes burned with something far more dangerous than fear.
"I wasn't made to lose."
⚡ The moment one of them rushed toward her—
💥 She moved.
With a single strike, he hit the ground.
The others froze.
"T-This girl… she's not normal…" one of them whispered.
💔 Flashback
A few months ago…
Aera was just a normal girl.
She went to college… laughed with friends… dreamed about her future.
Until one night—
🔥 Everything burned.
Her family… gone.
Her home… destroyed.
And she was the only one left.
That night…
she stopped crying.
⚔️ Present
The rain grew heavier.
One by one, they fell.
Aera's breathing turned uneven, but she didn't stop.
The last man stepped back in fear.
"What do you even want?!"
Aera walked toward him slowly.
Her voice was cold.
"Justice."
❤️ Twist Entry
Suddenly—
A voice came from behind.
"If you really want justice…
you won't win this alone."
Aera turned.
A boy stood there.
Black coat. Sharp eyes.
And a presence that felt… dangerous.
"Who are you?" she asked.
He smiled faintly.
"Your enemy… and your only chance."