Aftermath

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The once lively atmosphere of the hero academy now echoed with the blaring sirens of approaching ambulances. The aftermath of the villainous attack left Class 1-A in disarray, with paramedics rushing to tend to the injured students.

Midoriya lay on a stretcher, his body aching from the impact of the fall. The paramedic checked him for any visible injuries, asking questions about his well-being and assessing the extent of the shock. Midoriya's mind, however, was elsewhere, haunted by the sudden disappearance of Todoroki and Hagakure.

Uraraka, seated nearby, received medical attention as well. Her gravity-altering quirk had cushioned the fall, but the emotional weight of the situation bore heavily on her. She cast worried glances toward Midoriya, silently sharing the burden of uncertainty about their missing friends.

As the paramedics moved from one student to another, the gravity of the situation sank in. The once cohesive Class 1-A was now fractured, and the shadows of villainy had cast a long and menacing presence over their academy.

A somber tension lingered in the air as the paramedics continued their assessments. The students exchanged anxious glances, their thoughts consumed by the fate of Todoroki and Hagakure. The realization that their classmates had been kidnapped struck them like a blow, and a collective sense of vulnerability hung over the group.

Midoriya, his mind racing with worry, couldn't shake the image of Todoroki pushing him out of harm's way. The selfless act now felt like a haunting prelude to the unknown fate that awaited his friend. Todoroki was always like this, he noticed. He had always been selfless, in the way he had worried about Midoriya from the beginning, clearly because he knew his father was harsh in the training. How he had ran back to him as if he wasn't fighting a creature that could have easily killed both of them, but he hadn't doubted on coming with him: he had prioritized Midoriya's wellbeing over his own, while Midoriya had been way too slow and weak to be able to care of himself properly: if only he had been faster, Todoroki would never have needed to push him out of the way, and he would have never been kidnapped, Izuku thought as his heart sank.

In the midst of the medical examinations, Aizawa, though injured himself, observed the scene with a stern gaze. He could sense the weight of the situation and the deep concern etched across the faces of his students. The academy, once a haven of training and camaraderie, now bore the scars of an unexpected and malevolent intrusion once again.

The paramedics concluded their checks, providing reassurances to the students that they would be taken to the hospital for further evaluation. As the stretchers were wheeled away, the remaining members of Class 1-A exchanged solemn glances, united by the shared hope that their missing friends would be found unharmed.

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