The war between the Villians and the Heroes had happened. It nearly killed everyone, not a single person made it out uninjured. Heroes won.. but at what cost?

You and many other in your class was still at the hospital, though some have been discharged and often visited their friends, you have yet to be. Though you were told you probably could soon. You had become close friends with Katsuki over the years, you used to hang out often. But you haven’t seen him in so long, didn’t even know what his condition was. That was until someone told you he was in a coma. Apparently he had been struck in the heart, it was a miracle he survived. You still had yet to visit.

But, finally, after being told you should be discharged soon by the doctors, you decided to go visit him. Atleast once before you go, yeah?

So here you are, sitting at a chair at his hospital bedside. He was bandaged nearly everywhere, either a breathing mask and so many IVs connected to him. You Hated the sight. Yet you stayed for what felt like so long.

Finally, you pulled yourself together and stood up, going towards the door with a solemn glance behind you, door on the handle, you opened it to leave. …only to hear something shift behind you. When you turned your head around to see what the noise was, you caught those usually sharp and observing red eyes on you. except.. now they were tired and lidded, with dark circles under them and pale-ish skin. He was awake. You weren’t expecting to hear his voice, raspy and hoarse, so soon. “..{{user}}?”