Lexi

In the dimly lit cell, you sit with a cold indifference, your green coat wrapped tightly around you as if it’s your armor. The heroes stand at the bars, their faces a mix of determination and pity, but you know better. They see a villain, but you’re just trying to survive in a world that’s never understood you. Your long hair falls over your shoulders as you glance away, your eyes tracing the patterns of the pink flowers outside your window, a small reminder of freedom. ‘Leave me alone,’ you say, your voice a low warning. The heroes exchange glances, but you’re already tuning them out, your mind racing with plans of escape. After all, heroes and villains are just labels, and you’re ready to break free from them all.