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𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬. Her chest, her head, her body. It felt like she swallowed a knife.

(Y/N) peeled open her eyes, a cough she wants to let out burning into her throat. She cradled her head and felt a bandage around it. She was in a room.

Not a hospital room or Recovery Girl's nurse's office but a room with medical supplies. Glancing to her right, she saw Monoma who was still unconscious. Then she remembered.

Right. . he used my quirk. . is that what Minikui-san felt when I paused everything?

Guilt welled up in her, she wanted to apologize now. To Monoma. To her bald trainer. To her teammates. She wasn't even sure if they won. If they didn't, it was her fault. Her fault.

She's a hero. She's the supposed number five hero. She isn't allowed to make mistakes like that or any mistakes. She isn't supposed to be careless or. . reckless.

The image of Madam President came rushing through. (Y/N) felt like she fucked up big time.

The door slid open, a small gasp was heard. She blankly stared at whoever entered through the door and she wasn't really surprised it was Recovery Girl.

"Oh my, you shouldn't even be up dearie." The old grandma frowned, taking a seat next to her. "I expected you to be up until another two weeks or so."

(Y/N) slightly raised her eyebrows to this statement. "Is that so. . what happened?"

"Your quirk." Recovery Girl replied but she knew that the h/c hair girl expected that. "Turns out Monoma's body wasn't strong enough to handle it and the drawbacks intensified for him along with his target which was yourself."

"Is my quirk. . that bad? Or is it just me. ." She mumbled, biting her lip.

The old grandma placed her hands on top of her's. "Don't say that, you're just a child and these things tend to happen to everyone. Don't let yourself down like that. Although, it would make sense why your mindset is like this. . Tempus."

"Oh, you found out?" (Y/N) turned her head away, still seeing Monoma's unconscious body on that bed.

"Your principal informed me as soon as you were being carried in here." She said. "It explains your 'car accident', high stamina, and among other things. The little things. I never heard you wince despite the high fatality of your injuries."

"Carried?"

Recovery Girl smiled. "That redhead, Kirishima I believed, took you here in such a hurry. He was really scared for you and shed a few tears for you."

He didn't have to do that.

It was nice of him though. . but I feel bad now.

"Did they. . win? Bakugou-san, Sero, and Kiri. . shima." She muttered, coming out as a whisper.

"Oh yes they did."

(Y/N) swung her head back, a little piece of her coming back. She thought she risked them their win.

"Todoroki's team won first place, following them was your team. Shinso's team and then Midoriya. It was quite satisfying how everything went except the end obviously." Recovery Girl passed her a jar of cookies which she hesitantly took.

"That's good. ." She couldn't take her eyes off Monoma. "How long is he. . going to be in that state?"

Recovery Girl took a good look at him then (Y/N). "A good three weeks, he is in a coma at the moment and the ambulance will be taking him."

"Oh." She felt that knife again.

"You and him went through cardiac arrest. Almost went through major brain fatalities since it wasn't receiving oxygen. Someone named Iida was able to get Monoma to safety and Kirishima took you." She explained. "I didn't think you would wake up right after the incident but your body is used to your quirk."

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