Tomura woke up to y/n sleeping very close to him, a blanket was thrown over the both of them. He felt an awful feeling in the pit of his stomach. Carefully and quietly, he pulled the blanket off himself and walked away.

His head was a mess. A storm of questions and accusations raged in his brain. Tomura berated himself for accidentally falling asleep. It wasn't his intention. Tomura barely remembers falling asleep in the first place. 

He paced around the room, trying to think of ways to avert the situation elsewhere. He did not want to talk to y/n about it. Tomura stormed into Kurogiri's room and slammed the door. Causing y/n to sit up immediately.

Y/n's eyes scanned the room. Tomura wasn't around. She looked over to the ground next to her and wondered if she was dreaming. Y/n placed a hand down on the floor and felt for a hint of warmth before remembering that Tomura doesn't give off any heat. 

"Do you happen to remember?" y/n asked the Nomu near the foot of the bed, who was vacantly spacing out in her direction. Y/n didn't expect an answer, she knew Nobuo couldn't possibly talk back.

Kurogiri slid out of the back room. Y/n glanced over to him. "Good morning."

"Good morning," he replied. Kurogiri opened up a portal. "Miss y/n, if you don't mind, could you go through this?" Y/n couldn't recall if Tomura said the two of them were doing anything today. 

She got up onto her feet and walked over to the portal. Y/n decided that she was probably going to Giran's again. It was a little bit early, but she was sure he had a good reason for y/n to stop by sooner than usual.

Y/n found herself in a small apartment. As she glanced around her surroundings, the portal dissipated. Y/n noticed that Tomura wasn't around. Neither was Giran. In fact, no one was around. She was alone. 

The apartment wasn't the most organized, but it was a lot neater than Tomura's portion of the hideout before she moved in. Nothing seemed to be out of place, but it wouldn't hurt to do a little dusting. A light morning breeze came in through an open window. The sounds of cars driving by and people walking about outside also filled the apartment. Y/n walked over to the open window and looked out, trying to get her bearings and figure out where she is.

A door closed behind her. "Oh, uhm, I wasn't expecting any visitors," a voice said. Y/n turned around and looked at the man standing behind her.

Dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a loose t-shirt, the man was tall with messy light blonde hair and scraggly facial hair. His dull blue eyes drooped in a way that made him look bored. The most notable feature that caught her eye was a deep scar that ran down from his hairline to the right in between his eyes.

Y/n went wide-eyed and backed away from the man as if she was just caught doing something wrong. Her heart felt like it was beating a mile an hour. She was expecting Tomura to show up, not this stranger. Y/n could feel her lower back come in contact with the window's edge. She made an effort to speak but couldn't find her words.

"Woah there, calm down y/n. I don't want to have to explain to Shigaraki how I accidentally let you jump out my window." The man took a step forward and reached his hand out for y/n.

Y/n blinked. She wondered how the man knew her name and knew about Tomura. In her confusion, her whole demeanor relaxed. "Who..." she began to say, her voice trailing off as she studied the man's face.

The man chuckled. "I guess you wouldn't recognize me without my mask." Y/n tilted her head and looked at the man. She had no idea what he was talking about. The man noticed the confused expression on her face. He wandered off into another room and came back with a grey and black mask in his hand. The man held it up to y/n. "Look familiar?"

Y/n didn't know what she expected Twice to look like under his mask, she's never thought about it, but this wasn't what she was expecting. The thing that threw y/n off more than anything was the way he was talking. He was talking normally. She wondered if his seemingly split personality is just an act.

"Oh, hello Twice," y/n said cautiously. Hr was one of The League members she was on the fence about. She couldn't tell if he tolerated her like Himiko, Kurogiri, and Tomura or if he sided with Dabi and Spinner. The strange way he talked didn't make it any easier to decide.

Twice waved. "Not that I don't appreciate having a visitor from time to time, but why are you here?" Y/n figured that he would know why she was here; she explained that Kurogiri had sent her here not too long ago. Y/n added that she thought either Tomura or Giran would be here. Y/n could see that Twice was listening to y/n's words carefully. He reached into a pocket and pulled out a cheap cell phone. "Gimme just a second," he mumbled as he dialed a number and walked out of the room.

Y/n could just barely hear Twice's end of the call from the window. From the sounds of it, he called Kurogiri and was asking why y/n was here. Next was a series of uh-huhs and okays, leaving y/n in the dark about what the two were talking about. Y/n put her full attention towards the door as she heard his voice hushed to a silence. Y/n fumbled with her hands as she waited for Twice to come back in and tell her why she was at his apartment.

"Okay," Twice began as he opened the door. "By the sounds of it, Shigaraki wants me to teach you a few new tricks. While I'm at it, he wants us to go around looking for new members." Y/n frowned, remembering what happened last time Tomura sent y/n to find new members.

Y/n was curious, though. "So, what are you going to be teaching me?" y/n asked. She's never worked with Twice before, so she didn't know what to expect. Y/n watched as the blonde villain reached into his pocket and pulled out a little silver box. He tossed the box over to y/n, she just barely caught it. She opened the box up and looked inside. There were several silver devices lined up inside. Admittedly, y/n had no idea what she was looking at. "What are these?"

"Lock picks," Twice replied as he pulled out a cigarette and approached y/n. He stood next to y/n and lit his cigarette. Y/n moved over and gave him more room in front of the window. He held it outside his window while he talked. "They want me to teach you how to pick locks. Makes sense. It's a skill most villains should have. Especially if you don't have a quirk that can just bust down a door like Shigaraki or Dabi."

Y/n frowned at him, calling her a villain. This is the second day in a row where someone had called her that. It didn't make y/n feel any better the second time around. Y/n tried to think positively and look for a bright side. Recruitment aside, at least this will be an easygoing day.

Twice looked at his phone. "Kurogiri should be back any minute now. He's sure taking his sweet time."

Before y/n could ask why Kurogiri was coming back, a small black portal manifested in the room. Kurogiri appeared out of the gateway with y/n's backpack in his hands. Y/n walked up to Kurogiri, and he handed her the bag. Y/n got up on her toes and looked over Kurogiri's shoulder for Tomrua. Kurogiri came alone.

The shadowy villain placed a hand on y/n's head and put just enough weight on his palm to get her to stand still. "Don't allow yourself to get distracted." Y/n looked back up at Kurogiri. "I'll pick you up when you're done here." Y/n nodded. She watched as Kurogiri slid back through the portal and disappeared.

Twice looked down at the bag in y/n's hands. "Is that really all you need? You're going to be here for two weeks, I woulda thought that Kurogiri would bring you more things."

Y/n froze in her spot. No one told her about staying here for a few weeks. She thought she was going to be here for a day at most. "I..." her voice trailed off. She began to feel a little anxious, she didn't want to intrude on him.

Twice held his cigarette between his teeth. "Hey, now, don't look too excited. Kurogiri warned me that you'd probably start freaking out."

Hearing Twice's words made y/n's face turn a faint pink. She took a deep breath and smiled at him. "Sorry."

"No, no need," he said, waving it off. He took a deep drag of his cigarette and snuffed it out as he slowly exhaled. The blonde villain walked up to y/n and opened the little box in her hands. "Okay. So. Short hook, deep hook, reach hook, rake pick, ball pick, and a tension wrench. Got it?" He pointed to each device as he named them.

Y/n didn't catch any of that. "Uhm," she hummed. "No, not really." Y/n would typically go along with what Twice was saying, but she didn't want to lie to him about it. Twice reassured her and told her that she'd eventually learn all of them. Twice went back to the first pick and began reintroducing them and went into some detail about each of them. He began to explain which pick is used under what circumstances.

After his brief explanation, Twice walked up to his front door. "So, which one would open this lock?" Y/n stared at the little kit in her hands. Unsure, she pointed to the one Twice called the Short Hook, he said that one opens most locks. Twice glanced over to y/n's pick. "Well, have at it and give it a try."

Twice took the bag out of her hand and placed it down on the ground. The blonde villain led y/n outside and sat her down in front of his front door. She fumbled with the pick in her hand. Twice cringed as he watched y/n struggle with the lock. "Ah, hold up. I don't want you breaking that pick or my lock."

He crouched down beside y/n and took the pick from her hand. Twice then showed y/n how to use a pick correctly. As he did so, he explained that she wasn't supposed to be twisting the pick and suggested that she try tilting it instead.

The lock clicked as he explained the process. He handed y/n the pick and opened his door just a crack, enough to slide his hand between the door and the door frame and relock the door. "Okay. Try again."

Y/n tried again to unlock the door. This time, she did her best to imitate how Twice did it. It took her a little bit of time and effort, but y/n eventually got the door to click open. Twice looked at his phone. "That was about twenty minutes." Y/n didn't know if that was a good time or not. "Hopefully, by the time I send you back home, you'll be unlocking doors under the five-minute mark." He offered y/n his hand. "Come on, I'm starving. Let's get something to eat."

Y/n took his hand and got herself to her feet. She followed close behind Twice as she studied the apartment complex. It looked a little on the rundown side. The wallpaper showed some wear and was scuffed, and some parts of it were missing altogether. Some of the lights on the ceiling seemed to be struggling to stay on. A musty smell crept out of some of the rooms and invaded the hallway. She could hear the wooden stairwell creak as they walked down. In the back of y/n's mind, she feared that the stairs would give in.

She felt relieved as soon as she and Twice made it to the bottom of the stairs. He held the door open for y/n, she gave the blonde villain a nod as she walked by. Y/n walked alongside Twice as he asked her all sorts of questions. He told her that he was having a hard time deciding where they were going, and he thought asking y/n questions would make the decision easier. By the time y/n was done answering his questions, Twice settled on going to a diner.

Once again, Twice opened the door for y/n as soon as they made it to the diner he had talked about. They got seated at a booth. The two sat across from each other as the waitress placed an ashtray near the center of the table. The waitress handed both Twice and y/n a menu and walked off.

Y/n skimmed over the menu, she wasn't really hungry. She picked out something that caught her eye and placed it off to the side. Y/n watched as Twice slumped forward and flipped back and forth between pages.

This was different, to say the least. Although Twice was just like both Kurogiri and Tomura and is a wanted criminal, y/n didn't feel anxious about being seen in public with him. Both Kurogiri and Tomura have very distinct features that made them stick out. He always went out in a full-body costume, so he blended in very well outside of The League. She couldn't really sit at a restaurant like this with Kurogiri, maybe Tomura, though. As long as he wore something to hide his identity.

Twice looked up at you. "Oh, you picked something already?" Y/n nodded. He cleared his throat and mumbled shut up under his breath. Y/n leaned forward a little and looked over to the blonde villain. His eyes met y/n's. "Sorry, that wasn't for you. Yes, it was." Twice covered his mouth and slumped uncomfortably into his seat.

Y/n could tell he looked embarrassed. She smiled at him. "Don't worry about it, I don't mind."

Twice pulled out his mask and fumbled with it in his hands. He moved the ashtray out of the way and slid the menu towards y/n. "Can you order this and this for me?" he pointed to several things. "I need to step out for a bit, I'm going to ditch you." He covered his mouth and muffled another shut up.

Y/n watched as Twice stood up and walked away. She did as she was asked and ordered for both of them. Y/n folded her arms along the top of the table as she waited.

Y/n had finished eating and was watching Twice's food get colder and colder as she waited for him to come back. The waitress had returned and placed the bill on the table. Y/n felt a little self-conscious as the waitress eyed the untouched plate and gave y/n a weird look. Y/n gave her a shy, anxious smile.

Twice eventually came back. Y/n had resorted to people watching out the large window next to the booth for entertainment. He apologized profusely and sat back down. 

He poked at the now cold bacon and eggs sitting on his plate before pointing to his head. He lightly tapped his temple with his finger. "Sorry," he repeated; "I got this thing. I guess you can say I'm not exactly alright in the head." He let out a nervous chuckle.

Y/n waved it off. "No, you're fine. It's alright, I don't mind."

Twice glanced up from his bacon and looked up at you. "You're gonna fit well in The League." Y/n tilted her head and asked him what he meant by that. "I like The League. They accepted me just how I am. If you really don't mind, then you're the same."

Y/n sat motionless with her hands folded on her lap. She couldn't say she necessarily agreed with him; individual members stuck out as overly aggressive. Even so, it warmed her heart, seeing how fondly Twice talked about his comrades.

Twice finished up eating and practically chugged his coffee before standing up and leaving some money on the table. Y/n followed the blonde villain out the door. As she walked by the front, y/n saw the waitress look at both Twice and her.

Twice led y/n back to his apartment complex. Y/n followed him up the stairs and to a door. She looked at the door and down the hallway. For whatever reason, she thought his apartment was on a different floor. Twice pointed at the lock. "Now that you've had a break try unlocking this door."

Y/n knelt down in front of the door and took out the small lock pick from her kit. She hunched forward in concentration as she fiddled with the lock. The lock clicked open. "Fifteen minutes," Twice called out. He swung the door open. "Not too bad for your third try."

Y/n stood up and looked at the apartment inside. This didn't look like Twice's apartment at all. She watched as the villain stood in the middle of the room, his arms crossed, and glanced around the room. He wandered off into another room, leaving the door wide open. Y/n stood as still as a statue. Her eyes were glued to the door Twice went into.

He came back out with a wooden bat in his hands. He walked up to the TV displayed on a table and lined himself up. Twice gave himself a few practice swings before ramming the bat into the TV. The villain tossed the bat off to the side before kicking the TV.

That was y/n's cue to step away. Y/n didn't want to get caught like this. She walked down the hallway and sat down on the first few steps. She continued to wait by the stairwell. From the stairs, y/n could still hear Twice beating on the TV. After a few more minutes, the noise stopped.

Twice popped his head out and looked down at y/n. "Oh, so this is where you've been."

Y/n turned to look at Twice and asked him why he broke into someone's apartment. He explained that the guy in that apartment lives right below him. He added that he leaves his TV on all night. "It's mildly annoying to me, but I'm kinda used to it. I thought you wouldn't appreciate the noise since you're going to stay with me for a couple of weeks."

She gave Twice a bewildered expression. She had forgotten that Twice was a villain, and causing unnecessary trouble is something villains tend to do. "Thank you?" she said in an unsure manner.

Y/n followed Twice back to his apartment door. He opened the door for y/n and closed it behind him. "I think you'll do fine." Y/n asked what he meant by that. "I like you, so I want to see you do well."

Y/n turned around to face Twice. "You do?"

Twice rubbed the back of his neck with a hand. "Listen. I know we haven't been the most friendly to you, but we do like you. Considering that you're not a true and honest villain, you've handled yourself better than any of us expected. We kinda thought you'd mess up somewhere down the line and upset Shigaraki enough to kill you." Y/n listed to Twice talk. It felt a little rewarding hearing that The League was starting to accept her. Though she was sure, he was overexaggerating when he said that they all liked her. She knew that wasn't true. "By the way, before I forget, I need your measurements."

Y/n have him a confused look. "Why?"

"My quirk, I need measurements to make clones. They won't be perfect otherwise." Y/n thought that was an odd requirement, but she's heard of quirks that were more specific than that before. In fact, her quirk was probably more specific than that. She agreed and followed Twice to the center of his living room. She watched as he dug through a drawer and pulled out a measuring tape.

"How about we get your support item first?" Twice asked. Y/n nodded and dug around in the bag. She pulled out the black metallic mask and handed it to Twice as she looked around for the voice box. "So, how does it work? How do you turn it on?" he asked while he began measuring the mask.

Y/n admitted that she didn't know much about how it works. She guessed that the mask's microphone is always on and that the voice box was the only part that turned on and off. Twice suggested that she should familiarize herself with the mask, adding that if it broke, she could save a fortune fixing it herself rather than going to Giran for a replacement.

She stopped digging through the bag. "I can't find the voice box." Y/n thought back to the last time she had it. "I think To–ah–Shigaraki has it." He waved it off and said he'd take the box's measurements next time The League meets up.

Twice finished up and placed the mask off to the side. It was time for y/n to get her measurements taken. Y/n stood still as he measured the length and circumference of her legs and arms.

He went into detail as he measured her hands and each individual finger. He placed a hand under her chin and lifted her head up before measuring all around her face. Everything from the length of her nose bridge to space between her eyes. As he measured the length of her hair, he asked if she could notify him if she ever cut or grew out her hair so he could remeasure.

Knowing how skittish y/n is, he apologized preemptively before touching her hips and bust. He apologized again as he measured those spots. Y/n felt her face burn red as she stood still and waited for him to finish up. Twice apologized yet again as he finished.

Finally, he rolled up the tape measure. "All done," he said as he placed it back into the drawer. Y/n looked flushed from the embarrassment, but she was glad it was finally over. Twice went over his plans for training y/n. He wanted both of them to go out at dusk, just before the sun goes down. He had plans to show y/n how to pick the correct lock on as many doors as he could find. If no one was around, he wanted y/n to give breaking in a try.

He promised y/n with a playful laugh that she was just going to be a small nuisance and unlocking doors. He added that he didn't plan on actually going inside. Y/n felt relieved hearing that he didn't expect anything more from her.

Twice showed y/n around his tiny apartment while they waited for the sun to go down. "You can stay in my room for now. Sorry, I only have one room," he said. Y/n felt terrible for kicking yet another person out of their bed and onto the couch. Even so, she thanked him anyway. He pointed to his window and said he was going to have another smoke break while she settled in.

There wasn't really much to get settled. Y/n only had her one bag. She placed the bag on Twice's bed and dug through it in one last attempt to find her voice box. Twice said that she'd be going out in what she'd normally wear on League missions. Still, she didn't feel comfortable wearing the mask, especially not without the voice box.

Y/n felt a book wrapped up in her clothes. She pulled out the book and looked at the cover. It was the biography Giran loaned her. She placed the book off to the side, reminding herself to finish reading it while she was staying with Twice.

Twice came up behind her and picked up the book. "Getting some inspiration?" he asked.

Y/n jumped and let out a little squeak, she didn't hear him come in, y/n calmed her beating heart. "I guess you could say that."

He placed the book down. "Nice. Sounds like it'll be right up your alley, as long as you don't screw up." He covered his mouth and apologized. Y/n reminded him that she didn't mind. It sounds like he's going to be talking funny again.

Twice mumbled something about leaving her alone until he can compose himself. He headed out the room, seemingly arguing with himself. Y/n followed him anyway, concerned if he was okay.

She hung out with Twice, promising that she didn't mind how he talks. She reminded him that he can't help it. Twice seemed much calmer after hearing y/n tell and putting on his mask. He called her a nice person, and she smiled sweetly at him. He asked that y/n call him Jin outside of work, he thought it felt weird being referred to his codename outside of his costume. Y/n agreed.

Soon enough, the sun was beginning to set. Y/n threw on the hoodie but hesitated with the mask. Twice suggested that she at least wear it around her neck so she'll get used to the extra weight. Y/n decided to take his advice and keep it on her. 

As the two headed downstairs, y/n could hear someone screaming all sorts of vulgar language in the distance. Twice leaned in close to y/n and said the guy they visited earlier must have gotten home. Y/n instinctively walked closer to Twice.

Twice led y/n down a mostly abandoned road. Twice would point to random doors and show y/n little things about each lock. Twice made sure to point out how they were shaped and how they sat on the door. Twice stressed that all of those things were important in picking out the correct lock.

Occasionally, he'd stop and ask y/n to unlock a door. Twice timed y/n as she did so. As of right now, it took her roughly twenty minutes to open a door. Twice tried his best not to sound rude when he told her that she needed to work on her speed. Of course, the little voice inside his head shot an insult her way. Before Twice had a chance to apologize, she told him not to worry about it.

While Twice had y/n practicing on doors, he would also stop people who he knew were villains and had a talk with them in between. He promised y/n that she didn't have to join in on their conversations if she didn't feel comfortable doing so. However, he added that he'd appreciate it, and he thought it would help familiarize herself with her quirk. He always made sure to stress that he was merely making a suggestion and only to try if she felt comfortable enough.

Recruiting with Twice was much different than Dabi. Twice wasn't as harsh to the potential recruitees as Dabi was. His conversations were typically brief. He'd explain that they were part of The League of Villains and pitched reasons to join. Most of the time, they'd say they weren't interested, and Twice would shrug it off and move on.

By the time Twice was done recruiting, he managed to get one person to agree to meet with Tomrua. He mentioned how this was a good night for him and how he typically went home empty-handed. Twice then joked about how y/n must be his lucky charm. Y/n asked if he sometimes recruited villains to join The League, how come y/n has only seen the same seven villains. Twice changed the subject by pointing to a door and asking her to unlock it.

Y/n's time with Twice wasn't awful. By the time her first week was up, she could choose the correct pick the first time around, and she managed to cut her average time in half. Twice often praised y/n. He'd tell her that she was improving well while encouraging her to improve her average time. He decided that y/n was doing well enough that she should consider changing her goal from five minutes to two minutes.

While she was improving her lock picking skills, she was also bettering at talking to villains as well as using her quirk. She felt safe with Twice, he didn't offend anyone, so he virtually never got into fights. Y/n has seen Twice fight, and she felt confident that he could protect her.

Night by night, she improved at using her quirk. By the time her first week was up, she even managed to convince two villains to join The League.

In the day, she and Twice had a lot of free time. There weren't many ways to sharpen both lock picking and using her quirk without actually going out and practicing. She offered to cook while she stayed at his apartment. Twice didn't argue with her, he often joked that she wouldn't want to try his cooking.

Y/n would spend the rest of her day reading the book Kurogiri packed. She made sure to take notes inside the biography. As she read, a thought crossed her mind to ask Giran about con artists. She wondered if he knew any that could give her some tips. Of course, she knew he wouldn't do it for free. Y/n counted the money in her wallet and wondered if she had enough.

Twice I went to bed late. Y/n often ended up retreating to his room long before he decided to go to sleep. She'd often wonder if Tomura or Kurogiri missed her. She's never been apart from them for so long since Tomura moved her in.

The last week with Twice was a breeze. Y/n had found a rhythm to her day. Wake up, cook breakfast, and hang out with Twice until it was time to go out for the night. Then she'd accompany Twice while he attempted to recruit people, sometimes she'd come into the rescue and change their minds. They'd end their day by going back to Twice's apartment.

As a parting gift, Twice gave y/n the little kit. She placed it inside her bag with everything else and said goodbye to Twice. She thanked him for putting up with her for the past two weeks. Twice waved it off. Y/n watched a Kurogiri portal manifest behind her. She gave Twice one last wave goodbye before walking through the portal.

Y/n was excited to get back to the hideout. She wanted to show Kurogiri and Tomura what she learned from Twice. Kurogiri greeted y/n, and she politely responded with a bow. Kurogiri excused himself. He announced that he had an errand to run. Y/n frowned, she wanted to talk to both Kurogiri and Tomura, it's been so long since she's seen either of them. Y/n reminded herself to let Kurogiri do what he needed to do.

Y/n watched Kurogiri vanish in a cloud of blackness. She let out a relaxed sigh, Twice's apartment was okay, but she didn't feel as at home as she did in Tomura's hideout. She walked up to Tomura and greeted him with a polite bow.

Tomura looked up at her from his game. "Hey." He glanced back down to his game. Y/n recoiled a bit. Tomura can be distant at times, but she didn't expect him to be so antisocial as soon as she got back. She was wondering if Tomura missed her at all, this was a reasonably good sign that he most likely didn't.

Y/n walked over to her little corner and knelt in front of Nobuo. She patted the Nomu on the head and offered the monster some treats she brought back with her. Although Tomura often told her not to feed Nobuo, she couldn't help herself. He was practically skin and bones.

Sometimes, y/n could feel eyes staring in her direction. Still, whenever she turned around, she'd see Tomura looking down at his game. Y/n took one last attempt to be kind to Tomura before opting to leave him alone for a while.

She walked up to him with her hands behind her back. "I missed you."

Tomura glanced at y/n from the corner of his eye and backed down to the game. "Uh-huh." Y/n decided that Tomura must be in a bad mood over something. By now, she knew the best thing to do is to leave him alone and let him sulk in peace.

She walked back over to her little corner and sat down with a book and read. Nobuo placed his head on her lap as she read.

Tomura placed down his game and picked up the little speaker and held it in his hand. The villain scrunched up his nose. He picked up hints of Twice's cologne as y/n talked to him. Something about that ruined his mood.

Tomura sat motionless, clicking the little speaker's on/off button. At the same time, he mentally vented about how much that little detail annoyed him. He noted that y/n sounded like she was having a good time hanging out with Twice. Tomura eased his mind and reminded himself why he asked Kurogiri to send y/n away in the first place. Well, at least she probably doesn't remember my screw up.

Ex Art Corner #2:

This used to be a normal art corner, but not anymore. The art featured here deleted itself while I was editing the chapter and I no longer can find a copy of it (I SHOULD have one saved on a pc somewhere, I can confidently say I keep all art sent to me forever. I'll definitely will check and see if I can find it asap)

For now, this will be a shout out corner until. I can find a copy of the original art.

Go follow OkayItsRobine. She works super hard at beta reading this series (and she's done it twice now, that takes extra dedication)

She also made literally half of my covers (specifically Twisted Minds, Voice for Two, and Breaking Point)