Infernal Memories

The Hell Is Wrong With You?

"Okay. So your uniform is clean but the sleeve is still burnt. But I bought some bandages to at least cover the handprint on your wrist, and you should probably wrap your head too. It was bleeding pretty bad last night." Fuyumi handed him the items and he took them with shaky hands. Nao had forgotten to mention how tired you would get from his quirk. Thank god he didn't have training today.

"Thanks, sis."

She smiled. "I'm just glad you didn't try to do this alone. Anyways, I'll drive you to the dorms when you're done."

He got dressed, wrapping his head, ribs, and back, and wrist in the white bandaging. His uniform jacket and shirt were practically missing the right sleeve, so he just slung his uniform jacket over his shoulder. It was humid outside, but that didn't really matter to them as much, since they could make the air around themselves cooler with their quirks.

Fuyumi drove him to the dorms and helped him out of the car, since he was nearly falling asleep. He almost wished for the pain more. Fuyumi had said the quirk lasted for hours but didn't specify, so he was just silently preparing himself for the pain to come back.

He had come later than most of the class, and they were already unpacked and watching TV when he walked through the door. He supported himself on the wall while he took his shoes off and then walked to the elevator.

Kirishima looked at him. "Woah man, what happened to your sleeve?"

Kaminari saw too. "Yea and your head? Was there a villain attack?"

Todoroki shook his head. "Just-" he was too tired to make up a lie. "fell."

"Is that from when I pushed you? I didn't think it was that bad."

"No." He needed to get upstairs before he fell asleep. "I'm going to go unpack." He walked tiredly into the elevator and rode it up, grateful to not have to walk. Once he was on his floor, he stumbled into his room and shut the door, not even bothering to lock it. He immediately fell onto his futon, which was still rolled up, and closed his eyes.

An hour of sleep before searing pain ran up and down his body, and the bruises from yesterday ached horribly. It caught him by surprise, and he instinctively curled in on himself, letting out a small whimper. After getting used to the pain he iced his body with a thin layer of frost. The coolness relieved some of the pain. Not all of it though.

He realized his mouth was unusually dry and got up. His things were still laid messily on the ground from where he had dropped them, so he was careful not to trip on anything. He managed to get downstairs with blurry vision, and when he got to the common rooms, he noted that at least had the class was there, immersed in their phones or playing some kind of instrument. He prayed they would just leave him alone. Let him get water and go back upstairs.

He walked past them unnoticed, since Iida and Midoriya were probably off training somewhere.

He grabbed a cup, filled it with water, and drank it like his life depended on it. Another glass made its way into his mouth. Then another. God, why was his throat so dry? His head hurt like hell. He drank more. More. More.

"Woah, slow down Todoroki. You're gonna drown." Todoroki jumped at Sero's voice, then broke out into coughs. "Hey, you good bro?" Sero pat his back while he coughed. After the coughing passed, he nodded.

"Sorry. You startled me." Todoroki took a small sip of water to push down the tingling in his throat.

"Are you feeling okay? You don't look so good." Sero lifted a hand to Todoroki's forehead, to feel if he was sick. "You don't have a fever." His eyes drifted down to his arm. "So what happened there?"