Amnesia

Chapter One

The last thing Izuku sees before his eyes close for what he believes to be the last time is the villain he was fighting being yanked out of his line of vision.
However, two weeks later he wakes up to bright lights and way too many beeping sounds for his headache to handle.
He groans softly and turns on his side, trying, but failing, to remember where he was and why he was there. As he does he sees a strange blonde boy sitting in a chair by his bed, seeming to be asleep while leaning against the bed.
Izuku clears his throat. "Um excuse me?"
The blonde boy jerks awake and sits up, looking at Izuku. "You're awake?"
"Um yeah? Who are you?" Izuku squints at him, confused.
The other boy is silent for a moment before he finally looks Izuku in the eye. "You don't
remember me?"
Izuku looks away from the intense red gaze. "No, if I'm being honest I don't really
remember anything. Like who are you? Where are we? Heck who am I?" Izuku starts to breath heavy, panicking.

"Woah, woah calm down," Bakugou puts a hand on his leg to help calm him down. "You're Izuku Midoriya, one of the brightest students at UA, currently in class 3-A. You were attacked by a villain while on patrol by yourself as part of your third-year internship. That's how you ended up here in this hospital. You've been in a coma for two weeks and the doctors have warned all your friends and family that if you did finally wake up, you might have amnesia, which seems to be the case."
Bakugou pauses, giving an overwhelmed-looking Izuku the time to absorb the information that was just dumped on him. After a few minutes Izuku takes a deep breath. "Okay, but that doesn't tell me who you are?"
Bakugou frowns. "I'm Katsuki Bakugou...you're childhood best friend." Technically that wasn't a lie right? They were friends once upon a time and it wasn't like Izuku was likely to remember their falling out anyway.
"Okay...I must have parents, right? Where are they?"
Bakugou smiles a bit. "You're dad is out of the picture, but your mom went home to rest on doctor's orders. You also have many friends who have visited and all those presents on that table over there," he points to a table in the corner of the room, "are from them for you."
Izuku's eyes go wide when he sees the amount of items on the table. "I'm guessing I'm well-liked?"
Bakugou chuckles. "Definitely, you're a sweetheart so almost everyone either sees you as a close friend or a crush."
Izuku narrows his eyes at him. "So which do you see me as?" Bakugou looks down and swallows heavily. "I um..."