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• CHAPTER ELEVEN •
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Your ears perk up from the sound of a knock on the door and a spark of excitement flashes in your eyes but disappears quickly when you realize it wasn't who you wanted it to be.
The day you arrived back home with Izuku from Hosu, you went to his house to hang out and eat dinner. It had been about a week and a half since then and you haven't really talked to him. You see him in the halls and you greet each other, but you haven't had any other interactions with him. When he comes to the nurse's office he is injured, but you expect him to at least come and visit when you haven't talked to him all week.
"Hello, how can I help you?" You ask the lost looking boy standing at the door.
"I was injured during class and my teacher sent me here," he says, and you look down at his obviously broken arm, which he caresses with his unbroken one. His face is red he looks like he's in pain.
"He said Recovery Girl could help me," he stated. It seemed that he'd never been to the nurse's office before because he was lost and unsure of his words.
"She's not here at the moment, but I'm here to help. Here, take a seat," you pat the hospital bed for him to sit.
"Oh, okay," he quickly sits where you patted and curiously watches as you put your hair up and get a pair of latex gloves.
