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⠀⠀⠀QUIRKS ༉‧₊𖤐˚ a young
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⠀⠀⠀𝚋𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌.
⠀⠀⠀𝚘𝚙 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚘𝚌 𝚡...
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ⵌ﹒𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛, 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎. •˚°ㅤ˖ ࣪ ˒
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Kourin was soon to turn three and yet, she'd lost her parents at the age of two. Despite being a child, her knowledge and comprehension of certain events and topics were very advanced for her age. It was times like these she wished she didn't understand, so that she could bawl her eyes out just because.
Just because her parents were gone.
Because they were never coming back.
They'd chosen to save a whole town over themselves.
And having done that, they'd left her.
She wished that they'd chosen her instead.
She shouldn't be thinking like that.
She didn't want to.
Maybe it was her fault they died.
A surprising amount of people had gathered for the funeral of the pro heroes, Elemental and Hercules, both were such beloved public figures, second to only All Might.
Everyone was in mourning.
Nemuri stood alongside the small brunette as tears rolled down her cheeks. Emi, you baka, why'd you have to leave your daughter.. and me..
"Auntie Nemu.. It hurts.. I miss them," she mumbled, gripping onto her shirt.
"I know sweetie.. I know," she bent down and felt the small toddler cry into her shoulder which absolutely broke her heart, which only made her cry more.
