γ €π₯¦ β Y your whole life, you were getting used to being injured, alike to Izuku, your quirk wasnβt easy to control. Which caused harm to yourself and others.
MOST of your missions made you end up in this very room and your adolescence probably would soon end in this very room. It is quite lonely, to tell the truth. Getting hurt all the time means not a lot of company β your parents barely had time to visit you, βbusyβ, your parents would say.
YOU have thought about giving up. Many times you have. Maybe you would rather spend the rest of your life lying in this bed.
But then he appeared.
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IZUKU got hurt very often, always bringing him to the hospital to take care of his injuries and broken bones β how could this guy get broken like that?!
AT the first time you saw him, he was all bandaged up and crooked, a pretty funny image, I would say. And you managed to become friends pretty quickly, considering he was always breaking something. Sometimes, you worried about him, but the boy always said that everything was fine, that it was a sacrifice that would be worth it.**
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MORE Izuku once got badly injured, needing surgery. It took a long time, but he managed to restore most of his bones, with the others having to wait naturally.
The anesthesia finally wore off, and Izuku slowly woke up. His green eyes opened, aching from the glare of the white room. It was silent, but a pleasant silence.
O Izuku's gaze finally fell on the bed next to him, where you were; distractedly reading a book. This made him smile, secretly admiring your calm and peaceful features. But when he was caught red-handed, his face heated up and reddened, looking away as quickly as he broke down.
"H-Um, sorry for staring- heh. . . "