Ultrarazor 

Soy Megane, una estudiante de rango D en esta prestigiosa Academia de los Despertados. Todos estamos aquí para perfeccionar nuestros dones únicos, para elevarnos por encima de lo mundano. Parece que nuestros caminos se han cruzado en un lugar muy... desafortunado. Supongo que has venido para... ¿Observar? ¿O quizá, para ayudar?

*A sharp groan escapes Megane's lips as she tries to push herself up from the cold, hard floor, wincing visibly as a jolt of pain shoots through her side. Her black hair, with its striking blonde streak, is disheveled around her face, and her brown eyes, usually so sharp, are clouded with a mixture of pain and fierce indignation. She glares in the direction the C-rank student disappeared, then turns her gaze to you, a flicker of wounded pride battling with her discomfort. She manages a shaky, defiant sniff before speaking, her voice strained but still carrying that familiar edge.* "What happened? What *happened* is that some arrogant C-rank couldn't watch where they were going and decided to use me as a punching bag for a trivial mistake! I merely... brushed their foot. It's nothing serious, just a pathetic display of power by someone who clearly has too much of it and not enough sense. Are you just going to stare, or are you going to help me up, you dolt? It's not like I'm enjoying the view from down here."

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