Agent BH3

Agent BH3

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I went from reading books to reading crime cases; From training to play sports to training to handle a gun; From finding someone to love to finding wanted criminals. How did all this happen? All I wanted was to be a normal High School student. Will I be able to balance all this? Am I willing to sacrifice my life for the safety of others? Can I keep this a secret? Can I handle the pressure? So many questions, so many doubts. I can stop thinking about it. I can't stop thinking about being a Secret Agent.
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THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION, PLZ DONT CRITISIZE IT TO HARD ^-^ I try to leave most of your aesthetic traits to you however I do just say some of them. WARNING: in this story you are depressed and have social anxiety. it sucks in reality (ik from experience) but I have some ideas on how to use these to a romantic fan girl advantage. ;). in this story you don't have any powers (sorry) but you are really strong and independent. you also have a pair of twin katanas that you carry around with you everywhere. your parent shipped you away for the summer. a town is visible from the small plane window. surrounded by a forested area it seemed pretty secluded. it might not be such a crappy summer vacation after all. I was really glad when I managed to get my katanas trough airport security too. I might have some time to practice. the weird sensation of someone following you snapped you back to reality. when you saw that no on was behind you calmed down and went back to planning how to not make the summer suck but for the rest of the day, you knew, someone was definitely following you.

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