Monoma opened his eyes, the bright sun almost blinding. He blinks a few times and tries to regain his bearings, but he can't remember anything after-
Oh no.
He can see it now. The cuts, the pain, the lifelessness. The heist, the heroes, the anger.
Ketsueki.
What happened to Ketsueki?
Monoma immediately tries to shoot up from where he was lying down. His body feels tired and his limbs feel heavy, so it's a struggle for him to even be able to sit up. The cloth of the hospital gown is soft though, and he almost lets it lull him back to sleep. Shaking his head to clear those thoughts, he decided to take note of his surroundings. Glancing around the room, he saw what looked to be a heart monitor as well, the soft beep it gave every few seconds reminding him that all this was real.
He looked at the door on the other side of the room.
'I need to get out of here.' he thought.
Ignoring the aches of his limbs and the tired feeling he gets whenever he moves a muscle, he tries to run towards the door on the other side of the room. He feels a tug on his arm that almost makes him fall, but he manages to just stumble a little and stand straight.
'IV cords are connected to me, huh. How did I not notice them?' he questions himself, then yanks them out with force. He immediately regrets that decision when an area on his arm hurts with searing pain, then quickly started to feel numb, but he ignores it and walks out of the door. He looked at his arms briefly, and noticed his skin looked paler than before. Choosing to ignore it again, he continued on.
Creeping stealthily, he makes it out of the building he recognized to be a hospital with ease. 'Thank All Might for hero training, I never would have gotten out of there if I was a normal civilian.' he thought to himself, walking into the broad daylight.
He moved swiftly across the streets, using alleyways and small spaces to stop people from seeing him. He doesn't really know where he's going, he's just moving until he can find a familiar landmark and go from there.
He's still worried about his sister though. He's not exactly sure about what happened to her, and for all he knew, she could be in danger.
He remembered what he had promised.
Monoma sighed. "I promise." he promised, though he felt a feeling of guilt settling within him. He knew he couldn't keep that promise, he couldn't find the energy to live anymore. If the mission failed, the League would be captured, and then he would definitely have nothing to live for. His life wasn't precious, in fact it was far from it, so he would use his energy to protect the lives that meant something.
Like his sister's.
He had to find her.
Just as he turned out of an alleyway to move to another, he bumps into someone and falls flat on his ass, the muscle stinging as he looks up.
And there, in all his glory, is Hitoshi Shinso, holding hands with Denki Kaminari. They seemed surprised, not that Monoma would blame them. His family had been on the news, he had injured his classmate, run away, betrayed U.A, hid out with villains, tried to commit a crime, and was possibly meant to be arrested when he woke up.
Though there was something different about them. Kaminari's and Shinso's hair were significantly longer, and they seemed broader and more defined than when Monoma had last seen them. Growing hair out and becoming buffer weren't things that happened overnight, so how long exactly was he in that hospital bed?
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Feeling The Love || MonoShin [BOOK 2]
Fanfiction{PART 2 OF HIDING THE PAIN || A MONOSHIN STORY} It's one year after everything crumbled. One year since Monoma ended up in a coma. But now he's back. But so are other trials he encountered before, and now he has to engrave himself back into his life...