Dread washed over you as you hung up the phone. The local hospital had called, asking if you were the emergency contact for the Number Two Hero, Hawks.

Big villain attack.

Critical condition.

Burnt off wings.

One of UA's teachers, Aizawa, had been kind enough to drive you to the hospital and escort you to Keigo's room. You recognized Aizawa's student Tokoyami, Hawks' favorite sidekick. Aizawa had told you about how Tokoyami was the reason Keigo made it out of the fire alive.

"Thank you," you said tearfully, hugging Tokoyami. His Dark Shadow chirped sadly and wrapped around you. And then you were left alone.

Keigo was still unconscious, laying on his side. His wings were gone, a jagged scar in their place. He was covered in burns wrapped in gauze and ointment. He was on a respirator, and the doctor said he wouldn't be able to speak for months.

They'd shown you the voice-to-text app on his phone that he'd be able to communicate through once he was able to type. But it wasn't the same as hearing his voice. You sat in that uncomfortable plastic chair day after day. Holding his hand. Learning how to change his bandages and care for the respirator. It was three days before his eyes opened.