"take care!" A nurse said as me and Aizawa walked out the door.
It felt nice being able to finally go home.
Not to my home, but to someone's house.
"Soooo am I going back to UA today?" I ask, my voice cheery and excited.
"You're happy"
"Duh, I just got out of the hospital and now I get to see Cayden and bakubitch!"
"Bakubitch?"
"Yeah, Bakugou"
"Serves him right. He kind of is a bitch"
"I'm scared"
"Why?"
"Because of bakubitch being a bitch about my awesome and unseen return"
"I didn't tell them you were coming back"
"Really" I said, monotonly. "You had to do that. Again?"
"It's good learning experiences"
"I don't like talking to bakubitch"
"I know"
"And I hate talking about this new trauma"
"And you keep denying a therapist"
"I mean, based off of everything everyone with a therapist told me about their therapist? Nah, I'm good"
"But you're not good. You're-"
"Traumatized"
"That's the word, yeah"
"Do I have to go back?"
There was an uncomfortable amount of silence.
"Today, yes" Aizawa finally said as we pulled into his driveway.
"Okay" I held a thumbs up.
He didn't smile.
He frowned.
"I'm sorry" I apologized.
"It's fine, you wouldn't understand"
"I probably would if you elaborate on a few things but okay"
I didn't speak another word that day.
Not until we got to UA, at least.

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