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Violet POV:

Feeling my body go rigid and my face frozen, I slowly turned my head towards Endeavor with dread, seeing the Number One staring at me in blank, genuine shock.

Well, the secret's out. Goodbye to my temporary double life. I don't know how Hannah Montana did it for so long.

I said nothing, because I couldn't say anything...simply matching Endeavor's dumb look with one of my own as my brain malfunctioned in paralyzing fear.

It only made things worse, and I don't know why. Maybe it's because he looked like he couldn't believe it. Maybe it's how hints of betrayal already began to set into the deep lines of his face. Maybe it's how he couldn't even yell, from how shocked he was.

I almost wished he had yelled. I wished he'd been furious at me. It would have made things easier for some reason, compared to this dead silence.

Quite honestly, it hurt my heart and made me feel like shit. Not having the mask to hide behind anymore only further affirmed the mistakes I made yesterday. It only reminded me that I gave into my anger and let it consume me. How revenge was more important to me in that moment, than actually living.

Kind of sounds like someone else, huh...

Unresolved emotions become blinders to the brain. Trauma becomes your eyes. If yesterday taught me anything, it taught me how easy it is to truly become lost to your own demons and never find your way back.

Especially, if you don't ever have a moment like this to snap you out of it. That moment where reality smacks you in the face. That moment where the things you care about make you remember who you used to be, freeing you from being under the influence of your own uncontrolled emotions.

I get it, Dabi. I really do. I wonder if you'll ever have a moment like that in your life.

You became lost, Dabi. You didn't need any jewels to amplify your emotions, because they were already weighing so heavy on your sleeve. You haven't had a moment like this. One that jolts you back to reality and gives you a wake up call. One that forces you to finally look yourself in the mirror and realize what you've become. Realize how lost you are and how desperately you need someone to help you come back.

But, I had one just now when Endeavor looked at me. Guilt. Regret. Apology. Reality. Even if I hadn't been lost as long as Dabi-even if I may become lost again....at least I had this moment to know what it feels like to find your way back.

I hope you find this feeling too, Dabi. I really do.

For now though, this is how I felt as I looked at Endeavor...feeling an unexpected wave of tears quickly choke up in my throat when his hardened eyes had gradually began to turn somber.

What have I done? Oh god, what have I done.

"I-I can explain this." I said raspily a few tense moments later, breaking the silence and not knowing where to go with it.

Endeavor looked at me for a few more moments with focus, as if it affirm himself that it's really me, before grunting lowly and shoving me away from him harshly.

"You can't explain a damn thing. You've never been able to-or, was that a lie, too?" He asked rhetorically, no longer attempting to fight as his smoking skin defeatedly extinguished itself.

I felt horrible as he looked away from me begrudgingly, seeming as if he'd rather rot in here forever than talk to me ever again.

And, while I normally would have scurried into the corner and never come back to face anyone ever again, I guess I'm not the same person I was a few months ago, as I kept my feet planted in front of Endeavor....forcing myself to confront the problems I caused.

"Yeah, well I can explain this, okay? Whatever you're thinking about me, I can tell you that it's not true. None of it." I tried to justify, only earning a scoff from Endeavor as he kept his begrudging gaze towards the wall.

"Kid, you don't wanna know what the hell I'm thinking about you right now," Endeavor growled in losing patience, turning his fiery gaze on me with accusation. "You really trying to tell me that you weren't the reason I'm in this mess?"

I sighed softly in acceptance to Endeavor's words, not wanting to lie anymore as I spoke honestly.

"No. That was me." I said, feeling the words leave a sour taste in my mouth.

And while Endeavor remained relatively uncaring about my words on the outside, I didn't miss the subtle flash of hurt that fled past his blue eyes at my admittance....thinking the look and mannerisms felt a little too familiar from someone else.

"Then why are we talking." He asked as more of a statement, clearly inferring for me to leave.

I grimaced in slight guilt as I knew I was hurting his feelings deep down, shifting back and forth on my feet as I looked to the dirty ground.

"Well, because-yes, it was me who kidnapped you. But, I was forced into it. I didn't have a choice," I began, before realizing I did have a choice in actually capturing Endeavor.

Midas' jewels didn't control my mind or my functions, they simply enhanced emotions that were already laying dormant inside of me. I knew exactly what I was doing when I fought Endeavor. I knew what I wanted the outcome of that fight to be. I need to take accountability.

"Actually-okay, I wasn't forced into kidnapping you. But, it's not like I joined Midas' gang out of choice. That was forced upon me when Dabi and I killed his right hand woman, Euphoria-" I rambled, causing Endeavor's eyes to widen in livid shock.

"You did what?!" He asked in disbelief, pulling forward in his restraints.

I didn't even flinch at his abrupt movements, letting out a sigh of guilt for Euphoria's horrible death, before focusing back on Mr. Todoroki.

"But, that's a story for another day. The point is, I did kidnap you of my own free will, but only because I was forced to join Midas' gang from a failed mission Dabi and I endured with Euphoria. Kidnapping you was Midas' idea to initiate Dabi and I into his group and earn his respect. We agreed, and followed through, and well, here you are. Make sense?" I asked perceptively, watching Endeavor's eyes give me a deadpan glare of disbelief.

"No!!" He reprimanded immediately, causing me to quickly shush him so Kaito wouldn't hear.

Begrudgingly, he lowered his voice a little, clenching his bloodied, battered fists together to try and hold in his anger somehow.

"Violet, if this mission from the hero commission was too much for you to handle then you should've said something about it way earlier. You've had months to tell me if you felt uncomfortable-" he tried to discipline, before I felt myself groan in frustration.

"And do what? Quit, the way I always do?" I blurted out in annoyance, crossing my arms as I looked to Mr. Todoroki dryly.

Even in the dark, I could see his own glare burning a hole in my face, before he adjusted uncomfortably in his restraints once more.

"If it means you don't get yourself in situations I can't get us out of, then yes." He seethed out with losing patience, yet I wasn't much better.

"I don't need someone to get me out of situations all the time." I scoffed slightly, feeling a bitter aura settle in my chest as that wasn't something I totally believed myself.

But, Endeavor wasn't about to be the one to spare my feelings. Understandably so, as I've put him in a very dangerous predicament.

"Obviously you do! Look where we are from your judgment. From your own decisions!" He hissed out quietly, giving me a dose of reality that I didn't want to hear.

Normally, I'd nod in agreement and stay quiet about such a statement, coming from him. But, not anymore.

"Yeah, well if my decisions can get us into this, then they can also get us out of it." I blurted out a little hostile, causing Endeavor to let out a bitter laugh as he leaned back in his uncomfortable chair.

"You're a damn fool to think you can get us out of this so easily. What the hell even happened to you, kid? This behavior isn't you. You're being reckless...naïve...talking back-this is everything you're not." He persisted, striking a wrong chord with me once again.

Like he always does. Like he always has.

I surprised myself once again when I spoke up, challenging him on something for the first time in the ten years that I've known him.

"What exactly qualifies as 'everything I am,' Mr. Todoroki? It's not like I had anything going for me before this, don't pretend. I was a loser, always playing it safe." I pointed out honestly, feeling my brows furrow down in frustration as I waved my hand for emphasis.

Endeavor rolled his eyes dismissively at my words, too angry with me to show any empathy.

"You think so? Well guess what, now you're a loser who's stupid and careless instead!" He said stubbornly, causing me to groan in light annoyance with his words.

I kept my arms crossed as I slowly began to pace the cell, shaking my head in disbelief as I spoke without thinking.

"Not surprised to hear that from you." I mumbled, not necessarily intending for him to hear that snarky remark.

But, he did.

"And what the hell does that mean?" He demanded, causing my lips to scrunch up in irritation.

I quickly turned on my heel and faced him again, inhaling a deep, calming breath as I spoke my true thoughts to him. For once.

"Take this entire situation, for example. You should be thrilled about this!-sure, not the kidnapping part. But, no one else has even been able to catch a breath of Midas since the mission began, and now Dabi and I are basically undercover for him, getting all this info? If it was any other group, you'd be proud." I accused, watching his brows furrow in denial at my words.

"What?-Now, you're just trying to cause problems." He averted, making me angrier than it should have.

Cause a part of me wanted him to say it wasn't true. He couldn't even do that.

"But, you didn't deny it!" I challenged, causing Endeavor to get on the defensive.

"I don't need to prove anything to you." He dismissed, glaring at the wall as he tried to avoid the conversation.

"No, but everyone always has to prove something to you, right?" I blurted out defensively, not intending for my words to come out so blaming and hostile.

I guess I'm still upset with him.

However, my emotions aren't amplified right now. I see reason. And I realize that I need to calm down and try to talk this out as best I can.

After all, in the ten years Endeavor and I have been in each other's lives, this is probably the most words I've ever spoken to him. I'm sure he's surprised by that, too.

"I'm not trying to minimize my faults," I started off, unable to say anything else first as I saw how beat up and restrained the man looked.

That was my fault. I realize that.

Endeavor didn't say anything, letting his eyes narrow with silence as he seemed interested for me to continue.

"I did wrong by you this week, Mr. Todoroki. I know that. But, I'm also being honest with you. I'm trying to tell you that nothing ever pleases you when it comes to me. To anyone. In your eyes I'm always destined to fail. If I play it safe, it makes me boring and an unsuccessful hero. If I take risks and try to be like her, then it makes me careless and stupid. I don't even know which one I'd rather be at this point." I muttered softly, closing my eyes as I tried to get my thoughts together and continue.

But, Endeavor had different ideas, apparently.

"If you consider kidnapping me and almost killing me as some type of positive risk-" he interrupted, immediately causing me to groan with upset as I lost my train of thought.

"That's not what I'm saying. I'm just venting. I'm trying to talk to you and tell you how I feel. After ten years, I'm finally not afraid to talk to you and tell you something-" I bit back, yet he simply continued his own sentence.

"Then you really are delusional-"

"You're not listening to what I'm saying, Mr. Todoroki!-" I said in growing frustration, balling my fists together as I began to get genuinely upset.

Until his next words knocked me down three million notches.

"And I hope you know that she would be very disappointed in you right now." He blurted without thinking, words coming off his tongue like poison and burning my heart.

Wow. Ouch.

Any type of defense brewing in my mind immediately crashed and burned into nothing as Endeavor gave me a harsh reality about my mother. A reality I'm sure is true, quite honestly.

In the past few months, I've been an accomplice to a murder, joined a villainous gang, and kidnapped the man who took me into his family-the man who's about to be executed.

The man who was my mom's oldest, best friend.

Endeavor is a lot of things. But, in this moment, the one thing he's not is a liar.

My mom would absolutely be disappointed in me if she were alive to see this. And that's a reality I didn't really think about until now. A reality that hurts.

The air between Endeavor and I went silent now as neither of us knew what to say.

He watched as the fiery spirit fell from my eyes and settled towards the ground dully, letting out a small sigh as he realized he said too much.

Whatever. I'm sure he doesn't care. Why would he? I'm about to get him killed.

"Look, kid-" he uttered a bit more patient, voice laced with hints of guilt and regret as he tried to backtrack.

But, I didn't want to hear it anymore.

"No, I get it," I cut off abruptly, turning my back to him temporarily and walking a few feet into the dark.

I don't want him to see my face.

"She would be disappointed in me. And that makes two of us." I finished raspily, remaining standing in the dark and hoping it would just consume me and cause my presence to disappear for good.

The initial anger for the situation gradually began to dissipate from Endeavor's eyes as he realized he took it too far. A change from him for sure. Before that day took place, he used to throw around insensitive statements like that all the time, not giving two shits how horrible they were.

But, for eight years now, he's refrained from saying stuff like that. I'm sure he still thinks it, but I guess he pities me so much, he decided to cut me a break? Good for him....

It makes me wonder and ask the same question that I've been asking myself for ten years. The question I've always wanted to truly know.

Why the hell did my mom choose Endeavor, of all people, to take care of me?

I wish she never did. I wish she would have taken me with her to fight the bad guys, so we'd be together. No matter what, we could have been together. Even until the very end.

Sometimes, I think I would have been happier to die with her, than grow up and live like this.

Instead, she left me here, alone in this shitty world. In the care of this shitty man. And, because of that, I met Touya and he died.

A series of unfortunate events, to say the least. A curse that didn't start until my mom said her goodbyes to me for the last time at the Todoroki home.

"Maybe..." I started off softly, staring blankly at the pitch black ground as I felt darkness in my heart.

"If we never met that day, if mom never brought me to your house.... Maybe none of this would've happened. Any of it. To anyone." I finished softly, ignoring the wad of tears trying to lodge itself in my throat.

If mom had only stayed, maybe she would still be alive.

And if I had never met Touya and gotten too close with him, maybe he would also be alive as well.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being such a burden.

I've been away from it all for months now, that I'd almost lost all the toxic things that made me...me. Seeing Endeavor again for the first time in a long time makes me revert back to that scared, useless girl I am-no, it doesn't just make me revert. It makes me remember that this is who I am.

Sure, I changed my attitude a little. But, I'm still just an ordinary person. I'm not special. I'm high maintenance. A lot of work for everyone.

Endeavor was quiet at my words, letting his bloodshot eyes close with regret as he sighed softly.

He probably agrees with me. I bet that's why he can't answer.

And, so we sat there in silence, with me in the dark corner and Endeavor in his chair, looking at the ground in our own somber thoughts.

I didn't expect him to say anything more-and if he was going to speak, then I expected it to be something in agreement to what I said.

However...

"That....wasn't the right thing to say." He said softer, voice awkward and out of his element as he tried to be more human.

I didn't know what he was referring to and I didn't want to ask anymore, simply shrugging as I assumed I'd done something wrong.

"Sorry." I uttered the way I always used to, causing Endeavor to quickly look at me in realization and shake his head.

"Huh?-no-I mean.....what I said. About you...disappointing her. That...uh...wasn't the right thing to say. I.....uh.......sorry." He grunted out choppily, furrowing his brows uncomfortably with himself as he tried to walk his line of atonement.

I looked at him in confusion to his words, surprised at the turn this conversation took. In the ten years I've known Endeavor, apologies were rarely apart of his vocabulary.

"Look, I don't have any room to talk in that department, alright," he continued lowly, grimacing softly at his own faults. "You know that better than most people. We can't change the past, Sasaki. Believe me, I know better than anyone. I spent all hours of the day wishing I could've done things over. With everything. My family. My wife. Your mother. You..."

He trailed off his words after that last bit, needing the physical courage to speak the next name that was obviously on his mind.

"Touya..." he all but whispered, causing my heart to squeeze at the mere name.

I remained in the darkness, closing my eyes in unresolved mourning as I already saw the boy's face wanting to form behind my lids.

Endeavor and I let an unintentional moment of silence drift for Touya's passing. Both of us probably remembering that day very differently, because of how it happened.

But, it doesn't change the fact that we are both still suffering from it.

"I can't tell you not to dwell on the what if's, because then I'd be a hypocrite, Violet. But what I can tell you, is that all you can do is try your best- your absolute best to make things right. I don't know if that's the right solution. I don't know if that's the answer to your problems or to what works. I'm still trying it out myself. But it seems like the best option." He said quietly, looking out into the darkness to try and spot my frame.

And I was surprised. Because, for once, his words helped.

I won't say they healed me. I won't say they made me feel better from the past, or guiltless about kidnapping Endeavor.

But, maybe....just maybe...

They make the two of us have a slightly better understanding of each other. Maybe they help me let go of a fraction of my deeply rooted anger for him.

And that's enough for now. Healing doesn't happen over night. Perhaps, this is just a...first step? First baby step? Let's go with that.

I gave him a silent nod that he couldn't see, slowly moving my feet out of the dark so I'd allow myself back into the light.

Endeavor had been looking to the ground before I showed myself again, immediately bringing his blue eyes up to me with curiosity as to what I'd say.

A small, awkward smile appeared on my lips. A smile that replaced the angry glare that had previously been on my face.

"I'm sorry. For bringing you into this." I said genuinely, just trying to move past this moment now as best I could.

Kind of hard to do when the man is still captured.

Endeavor simply shrugged, trying to act as if this whole thing wasn't affecting him.

"Just be damn sorry you didn't tell me you were in trouble sooner, before it came to this." He finalized without grudge, making me sigh in relief as I realized he also wanted to move past this, too.

"Fair enough." I smiled, feeling exhausted from this day-and it's barely even started.

Once again, silence consumed the space between Endeavor and I. But, this time it was light and comfortable as we pondered over the past few minutes.

"So, what was it, anyways?" He asked vaguely a few moments later to break the quiet. "Drugs? Some type of temporary quirk?"

I looked at him in confusion as I leaned against the dirty wall, tilting my head to the side curiously.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean how the hell did you capture me? Cause I've seen you fight, kid. And I know damn well from your skills that you aren't capable of something like this." Endeavor pointed out, causing me to chuckle slightly at the irony that I really did do something like this.

But, honestly? Explaining to Endeavor that I did this out of pure unresolved hatred I have towards him for killing my fiancé seems a little hard to explain. I don't really want to open up that old wound right now. I'm tired.

"It was luck." I lied with amusement, shrugging my shoulders mysteriously.

I smirked a bit smugly as he obviously didn't believe me, letting out a stubborn grunt as he leaned back in his chair and assessed me suspiciously.

"That's a load of bullshit if I've ever heard one." He grumbled, before continuing. "At least tell the hero commission so we can capture this son of a bitch and end him for good."

I smiled stiffly to Endeavor's point, letting out a small nod of empty agreement for the time being.

"I will. Just not yet." I said honestly, not wanting the hero commission to act too quickly and ruin this entire thing.

Endeavor's softening face immediately hardened up again in annoyance for my defiance, trying to act like a disciplinary once again.

"What the hell do you mean 'not yet-'"

"I meannn," I interrupted, quickly lowering my voice to speak my next scandalous words. "that I need to see this through for a little longer first. Midas hasn't told me enough yet, but I think he has the capacity to if I stick around."

I expected Endeavor to fight me more on my response than he did. But, maybe the tight suffocation of his restraints was finally starting to go to his brain as he simply let out an empty complaint.

"You just want me dead first. Don't lie." He mumbled, causing me to chuckle softly.

"And what about it?" I came back effortlessly, causing the number one to raise his brows a bit at my sass.

"That's new." He commented, narrowing his eyes at me in surprise.

"What is?" I questioned.

"The attitude. The snarkiness. You." He alluded, not necessarily seeming delighted about the change, but also not angry.

I didn't realize my changes were so noticeable. Admittedly, they made me a little embarrassed.

Especially, since I knew exactly who influenced them.

"Oh..." I said bashfully, thankful that the dark room was here to hide my blush as I thought about Dabi. "I guess this mission has just....helped me come out of my shell, is all."

Not totally a lie!

And though the room was dark and Endeavor was mostly definitely sleep deprived, I guess I wasn't as subtle with my blush as I thought.

Especially, when I saw his eyes narrow to it in slight unexpectance.

He's never even seen Dabi and I interact, so I doubt he's figured out we're sneaking around.

But, the fact that he's suspicious about anything is bad, because now he'll be watching me. And I definitely don't want his eyes.

"Guess so." Endeavor followed up a few moments later, voice low and slow with perception as he looked to me closely.

I was thankful when he dropped the subject a few moments later, seeming to become more uncomfortable in these restraints with every passing second.

"Well, I can tell ya one thing, the moment this mission ends, is the same moment I come after that partner of yours, Dabi. Damn asshole, is what he is. After the shit he pulled last night." Endeavor grumbled, grimacing in pain as he tried to adjust in his uncomfortable chair.

However, now my interest had been peaked once more as I immediately turned my eyes on Endeavor in question, feeling as if I hadn't understood him properly.

"Last night? What happened last night?" I asked, silently remembering how Dabi was with me last night, comforting me as I cried.

But, then again, I did wake up to an empty bed-

"The little roach came crawling in here last night, taunting me. Don't know what the hell he was talking about. Mentioned burning my kids alive and a bunch of other crap I couldn't understand-" He explained, causing my brows to furrow in taken aback disbelief.

Yeah, yeah. I know. Shouldn't be a surprise that Dabi The Villain threatened a hero.

I'm not surprised about the action itself, because it definitely sounds like something Dabi would do.

But....

I don't know. What surprises me about this? The fact that he didn't tell me? He's not expected to tell me about all the people he threatens. I honestly prefer that he doesn't.

So....why am I surprised?

I'm not sure. I guess, ever since I've first seen how Dabi acts around Endeavor....my subconscious feels a little on edge every time they interact. I don't know why.

"Well...." I uttered in confusion, furrowing my brows as I tried to make sense of this for myself. "Did he.....say why he came to visit you?"

"No. And I don't care. Murdering me is one thing. But, he crossed the line when he brought up burning my kids alive. He's dead to me now, and I intend to bring him justice the moment I get out of here." He stated lowly, causing my heart and stomach to simultaneously flip in conflicted panic at everything that sentence held.

Why would Dabi come here last night just to threaten Endeavor? The man's already about to be murdered.

And, why would he bring up the Todoroki kids in his threat?

I don't know. And I never got to find out as I suddenly realized my chest was closing up in that tight, panicky feeling again, the more I tried to think deeper about Dabi.

My heart beat picked up. I felt hot. I felt nervous and clammy. The world gradually started to feel like it was falling around me, just because I'm trying to think harder about Dabi.

It's become a regular thing in these last twenty-four hours. Ever since Midas unlocked a fraction of my repressed feelings, I can't seem to put those feelings back inside. I don't know why. And I don't like it.

Because I know that my brain is trying to make me admit something. Something that is going to hurt me.

"O..Okay.." I breathed out in acknowledgement to Endeavor's point, subtly clutching my chest in pain as I tried to calm down so he wouldn't notice.

Luckily, he didn't notice, seeming as if he was on the verge of crashing soon-making me remember the reason I actually came here.

Purposely giving myself something else to focus on, I quickly shook away the trembling panic I was feeling, turning on my heel in remembrance as I went to grab the food tray I'd brought for Endeavor earlier.

"You must be hungry-" I started off, unable to say anything else as a new sound interrupted our conversation.

An abrupt sound. A horrid sound, in fact. One that made my blood freeze and my eyes widen in pure fear.

And that was the sound of the basement door flying open.

I gasped in pure maniacal panic as I suddenly remembered about Kaito, realizing I'd probably been way past the five minute mark of my stay.

This looks horrible. The gate is open. Endeavor's food is untouched, and his handcuff has been chewed open.

A perfect concoction of death. For me!

"Crap! Crap!" I hissed out quietly, only feeling more unease when the person at the top of the stairs slowly began to come down them without a damn word.

Thank goodness they can't see anything from up there.

However, it doesn't change the fact that I'm toast!!

Immediately, I turned around towards Endeavor with panic plastered on my face, scurrying towards him in a flash as I heard the footsteps gradually getting closer down the stairs.

I approached Endeavor with a fast beating heart, quickly slamming his freed wrist back down against the arm rest of his chair, before attempting to hide the chewed part of the restraint.

In typical Endeavor fashion, he made things more difficult as he sassily smacked my hand away with a stubborn fuss, barely keeping his voice low as he nagged.

"No. Now is our chance to break free. We won't get another. Whoever that is, we can take them." He said pointlessly, causing me to frantically shake my head in disagreement.

"No, no, no. It's not time, yet. Trust me!" I hissed out, trying to grab his beefy wrist once more, yet he slapped me away again.

"And since when did you start calling the shots? And on my life at that?" Endeavor came back defiantly, causing me to grunt with losing patience as the footsteps got closer and closer.

"I'm not trying to call the shots-"

"You are trying to call the shots." He retorted casually, before I snapped.

"Okay! Fine! I am trying to call the shots cause you don't know anything about this place and you gotta trust me, alright?!" I hissed quietly, slapping his wrist down in the chair again as he remained defiant.

"And why would I trust the girl who put me here?" He questioned with empty threat, causing me to give him a deadpan glare as I slapped his wrist.

"Jerk! You said we were over that!"

"Well, now I change my mind-" he said as the footsteps descended the last stair.

Oh. Shit.

"Get your wrist in there right now." I ordered to Endeavor causing the bickering to start.

"No-"

"Mr. Todoroki!-" I wheezed desperately as the footsteps began approaching our spot in the dark now, starting to have a flailing cat fight with his wrist.

"As if I'm afraid of them." Endeavor hissed back, as I wrestled with his wrist.

"Stop being-"

"Hands off, kid!-"

"Such a boomer-"

"I said off!-"

"You're gonna get us killed!-"

"Fine!" Endeavor agreed at the last minute, barely letting me slip his arm back through the restraint.

Just in time, too, as the footsteps finally approached our spot and began coming out of the dark.

Anyone but Kaito. Anyone but Kaito. Anyone but Kaito-

"Well, well..." the person drawled out as they approached the dim, eery light, immediately landing their eyes on Endeavor and I as they continued.

"I always knew there was something off about you, Violet Sasaki." Kaito chuckled darkly, as he caught me in a lie.

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