The sterile smell of the infirmary filled the air as Anderson slowly regained consciousness. The room was quiet except for the soft hum of medical equipment and the gentle rustle of footsteps outside. Anderson’s eyes fluttered open, revealing the dimly lit room. His body felt heavy, each movement a reminder of his injuries.
He tried to sit up, wincing in pain as his muscles protested. The sight of his bandaged and bruised body was a stark reminder of the battle he had endured. The room was empty, but he could hear muffled voices and the occasional clatter from the hallway. He knew he had to leave before anyone discovered him.
With a grimace, Anderson swung his legs over the edge of the bed, pushing through the pain as he stood up. He glanced around, spotting his discarded uniform and the remnants of his battle gear. As he dressed quickly, he knew he had little time before the UA faculty and students would realize he was gone.
Sneaking out of the infirmary, Anderson moved cautiously through the dimly lit corridors. His heart raced with each step, knowing that if he didn’t leave soon, he would be forced to confront those he wanted to protect. His resolve hardened as he reached the main exit, the cool night air a stark contrast to the hospital-like sterility inside.
Just as he reached the doors, the sound of hurried footsteps approached. Anderson braced himself as Aizawa, All Might, and several students rounded the corner. Their expressions were a mix of relief and concern.
“Anderson!” All Might’s voice was filled with a mix of worry and joy. “You’re awake! We need to talk.”
Anderson’s eyes hardened. “I’m leaving. You shouldn’t have come after me.”
Aizawa stepped forward, his expression serious. “You can’t just walk away. We need to understand why you felt the need to fight alone. You’re in no condition to be out there.”
Before Anderson could respond, Bakugo, who had been unusually quiet, stepped up. His eyes blazed with frustration. “You think you can just waltz out of here after putting us all through this? What’s your damn problem?”
Anderson’s expression shifted from determination to anger. He gritted his teeth, his voice rising with a mix of pain and desperation. “Do you think I don’t want to stay? I’ve seen every possible future thanks to my quirk! If I stay, all of you will die. So move!”
The room fell silent, the weight of Anderson’s words hanging heavily in the air. Bakugo’s eyes widened in shock, and the other students looked at each other, unsure of how to respond.
Anderson continued, his voice trembling with emotion. “If any of you get killed because of me, I’ll never forgive myself. Now move before I make you!”
Bakugo’s face reddened with anger. “You think you’re so high and mighty? You’re not going anywhere until you explain yourself!”
Without another word, Anderson’s eyes blazed with intensity. He unleashed a powerful surge of energy, sending shockwaves through the room. The force of his power knocked several of his classmates and even some of the faculty members off their feet.
Bakugo, still standing defiantly, tried to rush at Anderson. But before he could reach him, Anderson delivered a swift, controlled blow that knocked him out cold. The other students and faculty members, stunned by the sudden display of power, struggled to recover.
Anderson took a deep breath, his voice heavy with regret. “I’m sorry it had to come to this, but it’s for your own good. Take care, guys. Please don’t look for me.”
With that, Anderson turned and made his way out of the building, his footsteps echoing in the empty corridor. The cold night air met him as he stepped outside, the chill a stark reminder of the isolation he felt.
As he disappeared into the darkness, the remaining students and faculty slowly regained their composure. The scene was chaotic, with confusion and concern etched on their faces. Izuku, still groggy from the impact, struggled to sit up, his eyes searching for any sign of his friend.
Aizawa, who had managed to get back on his feet, looked at the others with a mixture of frustration and sadness. “We need to regroup and figure out our next move. Anderson clearly felt he had no other choice, but we need to understand why.”
All Might nodded, his face reflecting a deep concern. “We’ll have to respect his decision for now, but we should continue to monitor any threats that could be connected to his departure. There may still be more we need to uncover.”
As the night wore on, the students and faculty gathered in the common area, their minds occupied with Anderson’s sudden departure and the ominous implications of his warning. The resolve to protect their friend and uncover the truth behind his actions strengthened, even as they faced the uncertainty of their new reality.
Anderson’s journey had taken a dramatic turn, and his friends were left with more questions than answers. But the bond they shared and their commitment to each other remained unshaken, even as they faced the challenges ahead.
