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It happens again and again and again. She blinks and she’s out next to the door, or in the corner and, while she understands the science of quirks, she knows that this isn’t her power. It’s not her quirk. Her quirk is domestic and plain -- a genetic amalgamation between her father’s ability always tell the time and her mother’s to be able to cook leaves her with the gift to always know when whatever she’s cooking is done.

She cannot teleport.

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