My Hero Academia: Unsaved

Chapter 16: Phantom Memories

I listened as intently as I could, the professor going on and on about the geometry of the triangle. I felt a headache forming at my temple, as my brain tried to process everything.

Taking notes had certainly become easier since I had taken that boy's advice. He hadn't talked to me since that first day, and I noticed that he mostly kept to himself despite the other students seemingly bearing no grudge against him. If anything, he just looked distant compared to the other students. He had goals set for himself far into the future, and he wouldn't let anyone stand in his way.

The headache intensified, a small bit of panic running through me. I didn't want to have any sort of episode here in front of everybody. Rumors flew around the school about why I was a late transfer, especially given my... quirky nature (All due thanks to my broken brain), but no one really knew exactly why and I wanted it to stay that way. I was already the odd duck out, and I definitely didn't want anyone's pity.

I shut my eyes, trying to all but force the headache to go away. My hands gripped the edges of my skirt tightly.

"Do you think she can hear us?"

The voice was almost a whisper, and a shudder ran through me with its familiarity.

I opened my eyes, frantically peering around the room, only to be met with a series of blank faces all attentively listening to the professor's lecture.

"Did you send it through?"

The phantom voice called again, my vision starting to blur the louder the voice got.

"Where to?"

My head was pounding, a ringing pervading in my ears without drowning out the voice.

"Cherry Street."

"Do you think she can..."

"Don't worry about it."

I covered my ears and shut my eyes begging for the voice to stop. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

"Just send it."

"...it's nearby."

"...she can hear us?"

"Ms. Setter! Ms. Setter!"

I felt a pull on my shoulders dragging me out of my trance. In a shock, I looked up to see the professor standing over me. Everyone else in the class was staring too.

"Are you okay, Ms. Setter?" The professor's voice was filled with concern and confusion.

I didn't know how to answer that question.

"Why don't you take a trip to the nurse's office, okay?"

I nodded, slowly walking out of the room, a series of whispers following me out. As the door slid shut behind me, and the whispers faded with it, I felt like even more of a failure than I already was.

I knocked softly on the nurse's office door, indicating my entry.

"Hello?" I called out weakly, the doctor nowhere in sight.

I walked in a little farther, taking in the small room. As I walked in and past a curtain partition, I saw a familiar green haired boy, his right hand almost completely wrapped in bandages.

"Oh, Deku! Or uh..." My brain searched to remember his actual name.

His head shot up to face me. "Setter!" He waved about his left unbandaged hand frantically. "And please Deku is fine I promise!"

I looked away from his gaze, fidgeting my feet on the tile. "Do you know where the doctor is?"

He paused for a moment. "Uhh... Recovery Girl? Yea she went to get more gauze from storage, she should be right back."