The Commission's Game

Naps

Midoriya was sweating profusely, his poor green hair tied back with a small fabric headband. He had just finished his training with All Might and then his own personal regimine. 

Technically he wasn't supposed to train without the supervision of All Might or one of the teacher...but he needed to be a great hero. The greatest that he could be. And this meant no lollygagging. 

So he began walking back to the dorms, water bottle in hand, and using his free arm to wrap around a soft towel, which he then used to wipe his forehead sweat. 

He also needed to take his medication and eat a small dinner. His stomach had begun getting more upset recently, protesting at nearly every meal he ate. So for the past few weeks he had been living off of crackers and rice. 

Heavy foods were a major no for now. He had tried to stuff his face with katsudon a month ago only to end up practically puking it all put again. 

And since he was on the medicine, not eating much, and continuing to maintain his strict workout regimen, he had begin losing a decent amount of weight. 

He was by no means unhealthy, but at the moment he wasn't at full health. 

He felt so sick. 

Slowing down, he began to feel a twisting in his gut. Something is going to happen. He felt as if three pairs of eyes were on him, so he began cautiously scanning the area around him. 

To his left he heard leaves rustle, and he began an attempt to bolt away from the sound. His heart was leaping from his chest and he could feel it palpitate slightly. It made his body stop and he doubled over slightly. 

His heart was weak, and his body was recovering from a nasty sickness. 

He just wanted soup and his medicine. Maybe a nap too. 

A nap sounded really good. 

But he began shuffling his feet in an attempt to restart his body. He needed to get away from the bad feeling in his gut. A strangled cry left his throat as he felt the ground fall from beneath him.