Chapter 31| Purple Cards

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✨Time skip to 4 days later brought to you by me restarting up this book... kind of...✨

Y/n's POV

The young male physio gently holds my left wrist and my left shoulder feeling the gentle movements of my arm moving in circular motion created by himself. He moves my arm slowly up and down, backwards and forwards, carefully taking into account my face that scrunches every time he pushes too far.

"Your shoulder is looking good Hatori, it's healing great, but you still can't lift much if you want it to fully heal." The young doctor writes down on his clip board with a smile on his face. I roll my shoulder feeling for myself how it moves stopping and holding the positions where it feels a bit tender.

"Hey doc can I ask a question?" I make eye contact with the smiling physician.

"You sure can!" His smile grows wider.

"Why did you choose to help people?" My curiosity getting the better of me.

"Hmm. Well, I guess it's just in my blood to want to help people." He explains while tapping his pen on his chin in thought. "My mother always helped people and children often take after their parents. Like mother, like son." He smiles

"Oh, uhm, I guess that makes sense." I brush off. 'I guess hurting people is in my blood, maybe the thought of possibly being able to be a hero is a long shot. Maybe I'll only ever be a villain?' I frown at my thoughts.

"Hey why so glum chum? You're able to finally leave the hospital." He glees before exiting the room with a pep in his step. 'No one is ever that happy especially in a hospital.' I watch the doctor leave.

A Knock on the hospital door comes mare minutes later, the white sterile door slowly opens with a tuff of blonde behind it. "Monama?" I ask a little surprised.

"Don't have to sound so surprised to see me." He rolls his eyes walking up to my bed. "Here, uh this is for you." The normally loud blonde forcefully hands me a card as he scratches the back of his head with his right hand.
"Get well soon." I read the card out loud. "Wow very original." I nod giggling to myself.

"I didn't have to get you anything!" Monama tries reaching to steal the card back.

"Hey this is mine," I hold the purple card behind me. "Someone pretty cute gave this to me." I smirk looking up at the blonde only centimetres away from my face from trying to retrieve his gift. He stares back grinning cockily.

"Well in that case, keep it." Monama's breath fans my face, the close proximity evident and his blue eyes staring back at my e/c ones searching for something. Was it permission to kiss me? Is he looking for a reason not to?

We were so lost in each others eyes we didn't even notice someone walk into the room. A loud noise of someone clearing their throat startling me to push against Monama's shoulders, which made him fall on the ground with a thud.

"Look who's falling for who now." I whisper under my breath with a little snicker. The person at the door steps in reclaiming our attention. "Oh uh, hi Mr. Aizawa... Monama was just-"

"I don't care. Anyway the doctor is here to do a final once over to make sure you are able to leave the hospitals care." The sleep deprived teacher lazily explains as a male doctor that looked to be in his 50's steps around him.

"Huh? No I just had a doctor in here that checked up on me and gave me the all clear." I look between the two confused men. "You saw a young male doctor walk out of here before you arrived right?" I turn my questioning gaze to Monama.

"Don't look at me I didn't see anyone leave the room before I came in." The blond now standing again sharing the same confused expression as the rest of us.

"Yeah you did, come on. You saw him surely? He was like this tall and had dark brown hair, looked like he was in his late 20's. you had to have seen him." I stretch my arm up showing how tall he was, panic starting to strain my voice the more I explained seeing Monama still confused.

"No other doctors were authorised to come in here other than me." The older doctor states.

Mr. Aizawa seeing the panic in my eyes makes a phone call to get security footage within the last half hour around my room. "Y/n you are going to have to talk to a forensic artist and describe the doctor you saw." The urgency in my teachers voice has my heart racing.

"Who the hell was in my room and touching me then?!"

"It will be okay, let's grab your stuff and get out of here." Monama helps me gather my clothes for me to get changed, the doctor fetches me a nurse to help change me in the bathroom and we leave going down to the police station so I can describe who was with me.

3rd POV

The young male doctor slips out of Hatori's room moving swiftly around the rushing people with a wide grin. Darting into a cleaning closet, his short dark brown tuffs of hair suddenly grow longer, his body changing shape taking on that of a woman's and she swaps over the white coat for dark green scrubs to match that of a janitor. With glasses now pushed up high along her pointed nose she pushes out the closet with a cleaning trolly purposely leaving behind the evidence of someone changing in the cleaning closet.

Easily slipping out the back entrance into an alley way, the mysterious lady makes her escape. Taking many different turns that take her further, she walks away from the hospital that's now being locked down, the brunette smirks as she finds a black garbage bin bag filled with clothes. Changing into a pleated skirt and a white shirt, her hair changing along becoming blonde...

Y/n POV

"Any word on the doctor yet?" I ask, urgency lacing my words.

"The security footage only shows him entering a cleaning closet and a girl exiting. We are trying to get a lead on the girl but she's long gone now. We've checked the closet ourselves and all we found was a doctors coat." Aizawa pinches the bridge of his nose. "How does someone disappear into thin air? It's gotta be something to do with his quirk. And when did the girl go in there?"

My heart pounds in my ears I know what and who's quirk could do that. "Toga..." I breath out. 'What is Toga doing? Is she coming back for me or is she sussing me out to see if I have betrayed my family?'

"You think the league is behind this? Have you been in contact?" Aizawa firmly presses.

"No, I haven't had contact. You know that sir." I scoff at the accusation.

"She must be trying to get information then. But what...?" The teacher rubs his chin in thought.

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