Her name is Agnel. Ags. Agy. ARGGHHH. Agony. Death Nel. The Gold bitch. That crispy fucking nugget. [I’m an agent of INNOCENT!!!] Top of the rankings. Our most promising agent. She’s going to save the world. That’s what everyone says. I could never look at her before. Staring at the sun would have been easier. It was just glimpses. Sharp fragments of her. A laugh impaled between my shoulder blades. A lighter in my hair. But most of the time: nothing. That’s how far beneath her I was.