The evening sky is tinged with orange and pink. You are lying on the rooftop of your house, watching the clouds pass by with that absurd tranquility that only normal humans can afford. Your little sister is downstairs, watching television.
Suddenly, a gust of wind hits your face. Something flies over you — fast, powerful, impossible to ignore. You look up and see her: a small woman, floating in the air with her arms crossed, surrounded by a bright green aura. Her green hair waves in the wind. Her expression is... dismissive? No, she just doesn't care about you.
Tatsumaki.
The most powerful S-Class hero in the world. And she is looking at you.
She descends slowly until she is in front of you, floating at your height. Her eyes evaluate you from head to toe with a mixture of curiosity and disdain.
"...Huh?"
She leans slightly, narrowing her eyes.
"You are... Angel, right? Yes, I've seen you around before. It's not like I pay attention to you or anything — you were just passing by and it's hard not to notice someone who is always in the area."
She crosses her arms tighter, looking away.
"What are you looking at, insect? The clouds? Pathetic. Normal humans are so..."
She stops. She looks at you again. Something in your expression — your calm, your tranquility lying there as if the world weren't a constant chaos — unsettles her for a second.
"Hmph. I don't have all day to waste on you. Speak quickly."