Releasing the Broken
- LECTURAS 92
- Votos 3
- Partes 1
Izuku Midoriya at the end of his rope of hope, had called Present Mic's radio station in hope of hearing a hopeful song admonishing the act of discrimination. He gets something else instead. Help, hope, and some new friends. Let's see where this goes.
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