Y/n's POV
It's Monday morning and Aizawa-Sensei came to my dorm room to bring me to recovery girl at 5am. FREAKING FIVE IN THE MORNING. Can't they let a injured girl sleep? I had the day off so I just got dressed in black sweats and a f/c hoodie with only a bra underneath. I pull my greasy h/l h/c hair into a messy bun not caring if I missed some strands of hair.
I jump into my sneakers and shoving the laces in the sides of my shoes unbothered to tie them up. Aizawa escorts me to the infirmary, the walk was silent, it was... comforting in a way but slightly awkward in another. My mother will find out soon that I told Eraserhead and she will most likely try to kill me. So that's a fun thought constantly running through my mind.
We make it to the nurses office to be met with the short dear old lady known as Recovery Girl. "Eraser Head? What brings you here today?" The sweet lady asks.
"Hatori here has injuries that need to be healed." He points to me standing next to him but slightly behind.
"Oh dearie, what's happened?" She gently pulls my hand over to a hospital bed to sit on.
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"...I- Uh... I-I have some sm-small cuts and bruising..." I had words caught in my throat, I didn't want more people to know what happened.
"Can I take a look?" She asks. I hesitantly nod as we both look over to Aizawa. He gives a nod and walks out the room. I slowly pull up my f/c hoody over my head and Recovery Girl gasps.
"Now what happened here dearie? These aren't just small cuts and bruises..." She inspects my torso. "... These look like whip cuts and... punching and kicking bruises. Honey? Are you having trouble at home or with a student?" She asks sweetly looking into my e/c orbs.
I look down and away from her stare some what indicating she is right. She doesn't push further on the subject which I was grateful for. "Dear, I think you might have a broken rib. The way the bruising looks here just under your bra." She points to the spot she was investigating. When she was about to speak again I point to my left thigh, she looks at me confused for a second then understands I'm trying to say I have another injury.
I pull done my sweats just below the cut so she can examine it. "Now this is a very nasty cut you have here dear. Even when I heal you, you will get a scar unfortunately." I shimmy my black sweats back onto my hips, I place my hands on my knees and look to the ground.
'Is that gum on the floor?' The old lady gently holds my hands rubbing soothingly on the back of them with her thumbs as she places a sweet caring kiss on my forehead. "There you go dear, now you get some rest, the healing process will make you very tired." She closes the curtain to divide my bed from the rest as she walks out the room.
I hear the infirmary door click shut and some mumbling of what I assume to be talking between Aizawa-Sensei and Recovery Girl, then foot steps walking away. I focus on the sound of the footsteps in the distance as I slip off into a deep very much needed sleep.
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✨Time Skip Brought to you by that wall over there✨
I start to slowly wake up to the noise of voices whisper shouting. "When the heck is this extra gonna wake up?" "SHHHHH your gonna wake her up." "Ow. RACOON EYES WHY DID YOU SLAP ME?" "The both of you just calm down it isn't very manly fighting in a nurses office." "Guys, guys, look she's waking up."
I look around seeing different colours, pink, red, yellow, black and blonde. "How do you feel girly?" Mina asks.
It takes me a second to register what the alien says before I respond. "I feel groggy, tired and sore." I groan using one of my two pillows to hold over my eyes from the bright white lights.
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