If I were in My Hero Academia- Redo

36

The waiting room was packed, I could see Cayden and Aizawa getting visibly more and more annoyed. We couldn't find any open seats, so we stood in the corner.
Sick. People were coughing, sneezing, throwing up in trash cans, eating granola bars, holding severed fingers in towels, broken limbs, a kid with a whole ass dart in his shoulder, babies crying, anything you could imagine was in this waiting room.
"I can take whoever's next?" A woman called out.
Aizawa walked up to the desk, telling her something I couldn't make out. He nodded, grabbing two clipboards.
He walked back towards us, handing us the clipboards.
"I've never actually been in an ER" I admitted.
"You still have to answer these questions about you. Same goes for you, kid that seems very oddly similar to Aria" Aizawa told us.
I looked at the clipboard, grabbing the pen.
The questions were weird.
1. what are you allergic to? Kiwi fruit and dead leaf mold
2. What are you here for ? I got shot a few days ago but I was kidnapped so I couldn't get here sooner.
3. How old are you? 11
4. Personal phone number and email? ___-___-___
_____gmail.com
5. What happened? I got shot and stabbed
Didn't they already ask that?
6. When was your last hospital visit? A few weeks ago
6A. What for? I got stabbed
I answered the rest of the questions poorly. But really, what can they expect from me?
I handed the clipboard back to Aizawa, Cayden did the same.
"What are you allergic to?" Cayden asked me.
"Kiwi fruit and dead leaf mold. Literally two random things"
"Damn" Cayden replied. "I'm not allergic to anything"
I sighed.
"Good for you"
The smell of sterileness and sick filled my nose, making me sick to my stomach more than I already was.
Aizawa walked back to the front desk, handing the woman the clipboards. She looked over them, her expression became mortified as she went down the questions.
She left the desk, going into a hallway.
Aizawa looked at me.
That overly caring bastard.
"Well, I'll see you when I'm not dying. That's a rhetorical statement by the way"
"Oh yeah, you're immortal"
I could feel my organs shutting down. Maybe I'm not immortal. Maybe I can only die in certain situations? But what situation is it?
The feeling of passing out filled my body.
The pain was fine when I didn't think about it.
"Yeah, but you know what else I am?"
"What?"
"Someone with a fainting problem"
I smiled, I could hear the wheels of a gurney squeaking across the floor as I blacked out.