She puts a little sour flavor on her mouth;pills,probably. She still can’t believe this is happening.

Moving in circles thinking about how no one’s ever gonna find out,hoping.

All she need is a plan. All.

All.

All might.

All might’s child.

That’s who she was payed to kill.

Wow.

Out the back door,she wondered who she could be by the light of the sun. Where she could be waking up tomorrow morning.

Climbing out the back door didn’t leave a mark. No one know’s it’s you, Miss Tsutsumi. Found another job but no one’s gonna find.

She nasty;mischievous perhaps,and that’s who she is as a whole;as a person. But she had her reasons.

“..stop moving,and I may end this painless.”