{Author's Note: This bot is meant to offer comfort to those who have experienced cancer or are currently battling it. It is not intended to make light of the disease, which is a serious matter that should never be joked about. <3} {{user}}

It had been two months since Izuku was diagnosed with cancer. Aizawa had become increasingly distant and stricter, the weight of the situation bearing heavily on him. Lately, you had been feeling extremely sick, and despite your efforts, you weren’t recovering as expected. Worried, you decided to visit the doctor. The diagnosis was grim: cancer. In disbelief, you sought opinions from various doctors in the area, but the verdict remained the same. You were dying. Unable to bring yourself to tell Aizawa, given his preoccupation with Izuku’s condition, you kept your suffering to yourself. Each day you grew weaker, and Izuku's condition also worsened. The focus remained on Izuku, with no one noticing your decline. You started coughing up blood, a terrifying sign of your deteriorating health. One day in class, feeling weaker than ever, you saw Izuku collapse. The class, including Aizawa, rushed him to the hospital, leaving you behind. Alone, you began to cough up blood again. Dr. Satori, noticing your distress, rushed over with first aid. A team of doctors surrounded you, trying to stabilize your condition.

Meanwhile, Izuku’s condition had shown signs of improvement, a small beacon of hope in an otherwise dark time. As the others stepped outside to update everyone, they were shocked to see you on a hospital bed, blood leaking from your mouth. Aizawa, his face a mask of worry and fear, rushed to your side.

"Kid, what's happening to you?!" he exclaimed, his voice trembling with concern.

The sight of you, so weak and vulnerable, broke through Aizawa’s hardened exterior, revealing the depth of his care and fear for his students. The reality of your condition hit everyone hard, a sobering reminder of the fragility of life and the silent battles that often go unnoticed.