My Fantasy (Katsuki Bakugou x OC)

Unremiting

Ainu's POV
~The next morning~

Morning came and I get out of bed without any sleep obtained. My throat still felt sore and my eyes burned, but it didn't seem as bad as last night. I head out to get ready for the day. When I enter the main area, I see Deku and Bakugou vacuuming the floors. 

Oh yeah, didn't Mr. Aizawa say they were on house arrest last night?

I pretend I don't see them as I go to the bathroom. As far as I know, they didn't see me either. After I was done in the bathroom, I go back to my room to change into my uniform. My stomach aches, but I don't feel hungry. I just ignore the aching pain and get my bedding from the balcony. After that, I head back down to the main area to see a group spectating Deku and Bakugou.

"You guys threw down!?" Mina exclaims.

"And now you're under house arrest??" Hagakure finishes.

The rest voice their thoughts out loud. Bakugou gets visibly agitated by their comments. Iida and Ochaco walk up to Deku to ask more questions. Mina turns around and sees me.

"Morning Ainu! How did you sleep?"

"Not the best if I'm going to be honest."

"Woah, your voice sounds really raspy! Are you feeling okay?"

"Um.. yeah. Just got a sore throat suddenly last night."

"Make sure you drink lots of water then! I hope you're not getting sick."

"I think I'm not going to get sick. I'm sure it'll just pass. I can wear a facial mask just to be safe though."

"Good plan! Though, can't you just go to Recovery Girl or heal yourself?"

"A sore throat is nothing to fuss over and besides, I can't fix sickness, I can only fix physical problems with the body."

"Ohh okay! Well, I'll see you at the opening ceremony hopefully!" She waves goodbye as she leaves.

I wave back. I should head to Recovery Girl's office before the ceremony to get a mask. I glance at the area where Bakugou and Deku are working. Should I try to heal their wounds? No, I don't think I have the resolve to even talk to them right now..

With a heavy heart, I exit the dorm and head to Recovery Girl's office. As I enter, I call out. "Morning Recovery Girl."

"My! You don't sound too hot my dear. Are you coming down with something?"

"No, I feel okay. I just have a sore throat. I came here to see if I could get a mask though, just in case."

"Hmm." Recovery Girl ponders for a bit while I grab a facial mask from a cabinet. "How about you stay in the dorm for today?"

I swiftly turn to Recovery Girl. "What!?" This causes me to fall into a coughing fit, which I quickly put the mask on to cover it. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes from the amount of pain that resurfaces from my chest and gut convulsions.

"And that only proves my point dear."

"It's not an illness, I promise."

"Then what is it dear?"

My throat tightens. I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

"I'll make sure that any information from the opening ceremony that you need will reach you. You should head back to the dorm and rest."

Since I can't openly tell her why I'm like this, I guess I have no choice. Yes, she may know the secret, but if I were to come clean it should be with the ones I spied on.