?̴̱͎̥̯̣͕͔̣̻̹̈́͌̾̄̈?̵̲͎̓̈́̓̏͋̽̑̾̆?̷̭͖̙̄̋͊͑ ̵͈͚͒̾́͋͐͌̋P̴̡̛̫̱̦̤͚͎̠̭̪͌̉̈̉͊̉͗̔͝O̵̮̍̂͝V̶͉͖̹̣̈͛̍̒͋̄̃͘
I was treading a thin line between going insane and about to drive others insane.
Katheryn, that fucking idiot. Others around me were practically mourning, but I was tempted to think that that girl brought it upon herself.
This is the ONLY variant I've seen dumb enough to get herself into this situation, but unfortunately, her class didn't know that.
Two crying, three arguing and yelling in anger, another staring into the distance, the rest in plain shock. I do worry for their career in a field where violence is the norm.
But what's more surprising, is that none of them noticed the nuances in the League's behavior, Katheryn will not be killed, the mystery around her existence is too valuable an opportunity to pass up.
Even as her guardian turned away, out of shame or grief I do not know, she's likely to be debated with, and argued over by the leaders of that emo band.
Until then, I'll find what little joy I can in the depression of those around me.
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Ｔｈｅ Ｗａｔｃｈｅｒ~ BNHA X OC
Fanfiction"𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙'𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙤 𝙤𝙛 𝘼𝙞𝙧𝙏𝙖𝙜𝙨..." Kathryn Smith, not exactly the most sociable girl, finds herself in quite the predicament. No, it's not her parents yell...
