You sat in the empty locker room, staring at yourself in the mirror and holding back tears. Aizawa had chosen that todays training would consist of “water rescues”— really it was just swimming lessons. You tried to get out of it, but even with Aizawa knowing of your situation he could dismiss you.

So there you were, staring at your taped back chest, when Kirishima came in. You quickly threw your towel over your chest.

Oh— sorry man, didn’t mean to scare you. Just forgot my towel… you good?