If I were in My Hero Academia- Redo

14

I don't want to be adopted.
I know it won't go well.
But as soon as I'm out of the hospital, there's a chance I'll get adopted within a week.
I don't wanna leave 1-A. And I don't want to leave UA.
Even though I'm supposed to leave the hospital on Friday, I won't be going to class until the following Monday. I have to sit out of hero work too.
Maybe I'll never be able to get back to UA.
Maybe the family that adopts me will be nice, funny, caring. Maybe they won't. Maybe they'll be mean. Maybe they'll hurt me too.
This is why I just want to go back home. But right now, my home is my dorm room.
And my dorm is just a bed, a desk, and a closet. I have three pairs of pants, five shirts, one pair of shoes, and a pack of socks from the hospital. People say that my dorm room is dull and uncomfortable.
I think that's Good. I can't get attached to it. Like an animal. The more colorful they are, the more you love them.
How do I say goodbye?
How do I say goodbye to all the staff?
How do I say goodbye to 1-A?
How do I say goodbye to Emma and Sam?
How am I supposed to see the specialist?
Will my new parents care that I'm lesbian?
Will they care if I'm a girl?
Will they care about my scars?
Will they question my sanity?
Will they question the amount of medications I take?
I can only dream of the family I wish would adopt me.
And the only thing showing up in my overreacting mind are two people. In the same family. Married. One has long hair, and an unkempt appearance. The other has long hair too. More kempt though. Fuck me, it's Aizawa and present Mic!
All I can think about are my cousins.
Will they visit me too?
The only person that's visiting me is Aizawa. And of course, the specialist. Once.
I grabbed my phone off the table and called Aizawa.
" Yeah, what's up? Are you dying again?" Aizawa asked, still concerned from the last few texts.
" No, I just want to ask if Emma and Sam would be able to visit me in the hospital?" I asked.
" I can get a hold of their parents and ask, if that's what you mean?'
" Yeah. I just wanna see them again"
" I can see what I can do. Be safe, have fun. Bye"
" Bye"
He hung up too quickly.
My stomach hurts.
My leg is still bothering me.
I started physical therapy to try and get moving again.
It hurts because of my stitches.
When I tried to walk, I fell down and started bleeding again. Then the next time I tried, I tore my stitches.
Now I'm going back to UA on Wednesday. I fucking hate other people.
Sometimes I overthink things. I overthink " are people thinking about me?"
And the answer is yes. At least a few people care. I already know Aizawa cares. Emma and Sam care too. Maybe even present Mic. I don't know.
I just wanna leave.
I wanna go outside and be active without tearing my stitches.
I hate not being able to do things anymore. It makes me feel like I'm about to die. About to die of being bored.
I feel fine.
I don't know what the problem is.