Toga's POV
I slowly opened my eyes, struggling to do so. My whole body had a sharp pain shooting through it. I didn't recognise the room I was in and I soon realised I was in a bed. I tried to sit up but it hurt to much to try so I sank back down and tried to call for someone. My throat killed so I decided it was best if I wait for someone to arrive. A familiar brunette walked into the room and glanced at me. She stopped moving and turned back to me. She was clearly shocked. She looked like she couldn't believe what she was seeing. I was just as confused as she was. She's a hero right? Why did she look so happy to see me? She snapped out of her confused state and ran up to me. "Oh my god your awake! You've been asleep for ages. What happened to you? Why are you here? Aren't you a villain? Am I speaking to much?" She was holding to end of the bed and gradually leaning closer to me until she pushed herself back at the last question. I stared at her blankly until she remembered my neck was bare and painful. "Right, you can't talk can you?" She asked. I shook my head and she scrounged around a small side table for something. She pulled out a pen and a little booklet and handed them to me. "So, what happened?" I wrote down everything that had happened and pushed the small book into her hands. She stared at the paper for a while and looked back up at me. "Really?" She questioned me. I nodded and she started tearing up. "I can't believe that happened," she mumbled. I reached out and grabbed her hand in an attempt to calm her. She held a tight grip on my hand and calmed herself as best she could. "Alright. What's your name then?" I scribbled 'Himiko Toga' onto a page of the booklet and handed it to her. "Toga huh? So what's your quirk Toga?" I wrote an explanation for my quirk and she took it. "Your quirk involves blood? That's why you wanted mine," she said, putting two and two together. "Oh! I never told you my name. I'm sure you probably know it but I'm Ochako Uraraka," she smiled. Uraraka lifted her hands pulling mine up with her. She noticed and immediately let go. "Sorry. Forgot about that," she laughed nervously. It was clear Uraraka was still a bit scared of me. It makes sense. I was a crazed psychopath according to the heroes. Someone who should be avoided, not helped.
