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Enemies to lovers, slow burn, Doomed romance, tragic quirks, and plenty of sarcastic remarks from a girl who's clock is ticking.
My body, my quirk, the intrinsic composition of everything that I am, is a contradiction. My quirk will kill me. This is not speculation, it is inevitability. In every species' evolution there has to be one mutant. One cancer ridden creature, mutilated from its very existence. A mistake of God. The evolutionary by-product of survival instinct will be the thing to drag me to an early grave...funny isn't it? This is natural selection I guess, a fate like mine would be a tragedy to pass down.