Teachers pet (COMPLETE)

Chapter 7: Aftermath

Pain.

That’s the first thing I notice. My entire body aches, each muscle feeling as though it’s been torn apart and hastily put back together. I shift slightly in the bed, trying to get comfortable, but even the smallest movement sends sharp waves of discomfort through me.

As my eyes slowly adjust to the room’s bright light, I take in my surroundings. I’m in a hospital bed, hooked up to monitors, the steady beeping reminding me I’m alive. To my left, a thin curtain separates me from another bed. I can hear the rhythmic sound of breathing and another monitor beeping softly.

Curiosity gets the better of me, and I glance toward the gap in the curtain. Through the small sliver, I catch a glimpse of dark, messy hair—Aizawa-Sensei.

Relief washes over me. He’s alive. He’s safe. But then, just as quickly, a wave of confusion and embarrassment crashes over me. Why would they put me, a minor student, in the same room as my teacher?

My heart races, an odd sense of panic setting in. I try to rationalize it, but the thought of being so close to him, even though we’re separated by a curtain, makes my face flush.

The door creaks open, and a nurse enters, a warm smile spreading across her face when she sees me awake. “Oh, good! You’re up! We were starting to worry.”

I swallow, my throat dry, and force myself to speak. “Why… why am I in the same room as Aizawa-Sensei?”

The nurse’s smile turns amused, and she lets out a soft chuckle. “Well, dear, that’s because of your quirk.”

I blink, confused. “My quirk?”

She nods, her eyes twinkling. “Every time we tried to move him, things started floating. We couldn’t get him out of this room. It seems your telekinesis subconsciously refused to let him go. So, here he stays.”

My eyes widen in horror. My face instantly turns bright red, and I stammer, trying to make sense of it. “I—I did that?”

The nurse chuckles again, clearly amused by my embarrassment. “Yes, it seems your quirk wanted to keep him close. Don’t worry, it’s not the first time something like this has happened with quirks. But it’ll wear off soon. Now just focus on resting.”

As she checks my vitals and leaves the room, I glance at her name tag—Vivy. I manage a small smile. Of all things, the nurse shares the name of my favorite anime character. But the amusement quickly fades as the embarrassment returns. My quirk… wouldn’t let Aizawa-Sensei leave? I glance toward his bed again, my heart pounding. Of all the things my quirk could do, this is by far the most embarrassing.

I groan softly, hoping he stays asleep a little longer. If he wakes up and finds out, I might actually die of embarrassment.

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I’m still staring at the curtain, lost in the whirlwind of embarrassment, when I hear a faint groan from the other side. My heart skips a beat as Aizawa-Sensei stirs. I instinctively freeze, unsure if I should pretend to be asleep or face the inevitable embarrassment.

“You awake, Hoshino?” His voice is raspy, a clear sign that he’s still recovering.

I swallow hard, unable to avoid this any longer. “Y-Yes, Aizawa-Sensei…”

His voice carries the same calm authority, but there’s an undertone of exhaustion. “Good. You should rest… You pushed yourself too hard.”

His concern surprises me. I turn my head slightly, peeking through the gap in the curtain again. He’s sitting up, but the sight of him makes my heart clench. His arms are wrapped in heavy bandages, both splintered and broken. His face is wrapped as well. I know the nurses said his orbital bone was almost completely destroyed.