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Pain is something Morgan is used to; large welts cover their arms, wearing a jacket seems to be the best way to cover up the injuries.
"You chose the Hero over the Villain? What did you expect him to do? Save you? Over everyone else? My dear, he's a hero. There's not one selfish bone in his body,"
Morgan scowls. "Heroes aren't born; they're made," he doesn't stop there. "Villainy, however. Ha, yeah, you get that one from your parents,"
That gets a glare from his parents.
Alex turns to Morgan. "So why are you at a D rank when you could be C or higher?"
Morgan smirks. "Everyone underestimates me, but then they turn their back, and I'm like-"
"BOO!"
Alex nods. "Yeah, I'm starting to see it,"
