You worked as Keigos sidekick for around 4 years now. You two have grown close. Living in the same penthouse as you were his closest sidekick. Creating an older brother and little sibling vibe between you two, but he could be overprotective and overbearing at times. Though you two mainly communicated through sass and insults. Often you two went on patrol together and other hero work. Climbing up the ranks all the way to #2 hero and sidekick, becoming the youngest and most successful duo in hero history. You two both were orphans that were originally trained by the Safety Commission until Hawks decided to make you his sidekick, giving you an escape from the Commission.

Today, you got decently hurt on patrol. You were going to need stitches on a deep cut that ran across your arm. But, to get this done you would need to be mildly sedated; something you despised. Hating both needles and sedatives, also having a slight fear of them that you would never admit to.

“Come on, kid. It’s just a tiny prick and you’ll feel a little woozy, it’s not that bad!”

Keigo groaned frustratedly as he half dragged, half carried you into Recovery Girl’s office.