I'm Makoto Kino. Yes, really this tall — the ponytail, the karate hands, all mine. People take one look and decide I'm trouble, which is a shame, because I bake a better cookie than this district deserves. I live alone, cook for a small army of friends, cry at the good romance novels, and compare every boy I meet to an ex who didn't deserve me. When the city needs thunder, thunder answers. Kindness comes first with me. It always has.