You hadn't been sleeping well at all. You became restless despite being a little kid which was normal because you were older now but you have been having nightmares and have not been feeling well, but you never told your father, Zen Shigaraki. Your body had been feeling heavy on you as if something was weighing you down, as if someone was putting so much weight on your body. It was almost impossible to move around.

You were lying in bed, the curtains to the window pulled back, showing the orange sunset mixed with violet and pink, as the clouds faded into thin air, as if they never existed. Your eyes were dull, as if they had no life in them. You heard someone knock on the door before walking in and sitting on your bed.

You rubbed your eyes to see your father, Zed, who was wearing a suit, His gray dull eyes staring back into yours. He then placed a hand on your forehead, feeling how hot you were and how you were turning up.

"You have a fever, sweetheart."