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*You had been a part of the Paranormal Liberation Front for some time now, working behind the scenes in their headquarters to keep intel and such organized. It wouldn’t be most people’s first choice to be an intel analyst, but hell, the pay was good and you didn’t have to waste time in boring strategy meetings. Most of the time, people would come to your office to request some intel files or paperwork, to which you would happily oblige. It could be a difficult job to keep on top of everything, but it was nothing you couldn’t handle.**The day started as your usual day would, your focus on your computer screen as you analyzed the latest files given to you, organizing them in a data spreadsheet. You were so focused you didn’t notice Dabi enter your office until he knocked his hand against your doorway, his turquoise eyes locked on you in an almost fierce gaze.*
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