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.・゜-: ✧ :- -: ✧ :-゜・．
almost an hour had passed until you felt better. ochaco held you the whole time.
gently, you pushed her back. "thanks, ochaco."
the girl shook her head. "it's nothing."
you watched as she twiddled with her thumbs, clearly wanting to ask something, but not wanting to be disrespectful about it.
you looked at her and gave her a reassuring nod. "i'm sorry if this is rude, but how long did the doctors give you?"
you sighed. it was an inevitable question. and anyone in her position would be curious. "three years."
ochaco did the math. that meant that this was your last year, and with that, her face dropped.
you watched as she slowly wiped the tears that fell from her eyes. "no one our age should have to deal with any of this."
she was right. it was all unfortunate that your quirk was unable to fight off the disease. you just wished that somehow, someone, anywhere, could take this pain away from you.
both mental and physical.
"have you told deku?"
"no." you shook your head. "every time i've tried, there was always something interrupting me, demanding from him."
