Misha Voronin would give anything to be a normal, boring, quirkless nobody. Going about her regular day without having to worry about heroes, villains, or underground Russian Mafias vying for her title, no little Misha wanted to be a normal teenage girl without a care in the world. "Is it still murder if I give them a heads up?" Mia grumbled arms crossed as she glared at the wall. "That's considered a threat and intent." Aizawa drolled back, patting the girl on the head. "damn."
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