You were sat on a bed, as looking out to the window. You woke up a day after the incident, and was bombarded with worried texts and calls upon your classmates. School was temporarily close to make the witnesses take it easy, as to calm down the massive media spreading throughout the whole country.
You held your injured shoulder, the healing hero, Recovery Girl wasn't able to do much, since the time you arrived to her office you were absolutely drained out, and didn't want to risk losing anymore energy left. Your shoulder was all bandaged up, as well as your leg. Though, your mom was updated and told you that you will be able to walk without any problems the next day. School will open once again for the next 2 days, so more time to recover.
You swung your legs to the side of your bed, standing up slowly to avoid reopening the wound back up, as to walk over to you bathroom and continue on with your daily needed clean ups.
looking at the mirror, and to see your ruffled up hair and going all over the place. Sighing, as you took a brush from one of the holders, and brushing your hair from the bottom first before reaching to the top, as to smoothen out your locks. You put the brush down, as walking out as to change into your home clothes and got ready to go down stairs and eat breakfast prepared by your mother.
It was her day off today, as your Dad's turn was tomorrow as they were both excused to be out of work after hearing the news from their daughter. You smelled fresh bought meat from the kitchen, as to arrive at the door frame and peek your head.
"Hiya mom, watcha cookin' today?" You asked, entering the room as she chuckles.
Walking up beside her, and leaning to the counter to see what she was up to. "Oh, something that can help speed up your healing process. Even if Recovery Girl said that you should be fine today, it won't stop me from cooking one of your favorites."
You eyes lit up, as your brows raised and holding up a smirk. "Curry?" Your mother nodded. You raised a fist up in the air as to celebrate another victory, Curry taste so good oml.
"Well look at you, even after getting injured, you're still the same child I take care of since you were 5!" She stated, you puffed up your cheeks in response. "Well, the only thing that didn't change is my glutton, of course. I would never, ever in my life abandon my perfectly good meal without any other good reason!"
She smiled at your content reactions as reasons, she laughs it off.
"Anyway, go prepare the table. I'm almost done with this."
"You got it boss!"
Ah, you're lucky I was in the mood to not kill your parents like what you guys did to your OCs.
"Hey hey! Have you seen the news last night?" Toru Hagakure questioned, "Did you see on how everyone was on screen for a split second? Darn, I didn't really stand out that much!"
You sweatdropped at that, Well, you are invisible, so.. "That's true, but it really is hard to stand out looking like that, heh?" Ojiro pointed out the obvious, in which Toru didn't really mind.
"But man, all the channels made a really big deal about it," Kaminari commented, "Well, I was just as surprised." You answered back, as to leaning forward to your desk, and spinning a stylus pen you just bought a few days ago. "Can you even blame them? The hero course that keeps pumping out pro heroes was attacked." Jiro casually said to both of you.
"Oh yeah, Kyoka, didn't you requested me 3 days ago that I would teach you how to draw-" You shut up, as she sent one of her ear jacks infront of your eye. "I didn't say that, shut." It was clear she did not like talking about 'girly' activities with boys around. You shrugged, "Ehe, suit yourself."
