This is the story on how Aurora Stella
realised she could make a difference.
This is the story on how Katsuki Bakugou
realised he was enough.
Their eyes met and so did the flames, opposite morals colliding to reach one goal. Understanding each ot...
thirty seven: "don't tell me you feel in love with the colour of my hair."
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The dull ache that pounded in my head wasn't what awoke me but rather the beeping of a heart monitor, hey at least I made it out alive, right? A moment passed were I stayed silent to test if there was anyone in the room. Honey comb eyes opening to the plain walls with colour popping from different types of flowers around my room, ranging from bright sunflowers to delicate lilies and everything in between the shades of the rainbow. The second thing I noticed was the 'get better' or 'get well soon' cards littered around and paired with flowers.
However my eyes landed on cherry blossom flowers, bunched up together slightly messily in a bouchet, a strawberry pink ribbon around the white fabric wrapped around it, a note that simple said 'get well or whatever, sleepingbitchy' a smile came to my lips as although they didn't say who it was obviously him. Katsuki. Grunting slightly as my smile dropped as pain ached my bones.
Blurring out my surroundings as I focused on my body, a blue nightie covering me, however my attention went to my arms, hands and legs: they were wrapped in bandages. To say the least I was filling the role of a living mummy well. Feeling the sleep build in my eyes and the need to rub them came over me, however my left arm was almost numb, the moment I moved it, pain aches through my whole arm centring from blooded spot, making my grimace a I could almost physically feel All for Ones claws in my skin once again.
Shiver, running up my back at the idea, what's wrong with my healing? Sighing softly as my normal functioning right arm, allowed me to rub my eyes that felt sunk in. The need to sleep was pushing forwards but I pushed past it harder, moving myself up slowly, the feeling that came over me made me curse. Sickness travelled with a burning sensation up my throat but nothing came out my lips. Managing to put my feet to the floor, I met my sight in the reflection of the window as the sunlight shined threw, my hand immediately twirling a strand of my hair: it's still brown.
Without thinking, moving my hand away from my hair, facing my palm towards me which was littered in bruising. Focusing on my palm as I tried to activate my quirk: but I felt nothing. Clenching my jaw tightly, as anger and sadness flooded through me a is I tried to activate it through emotion. A spark of white light flickered in my palms before disappearing. Is this how AllMight felt?
"What the..." although my words were obvious I didn't get to finish them as I found myself tilting forwards, my body giving up strength as I clashed to the ground, the impacting fading my world out.
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A new bandage found its way around my head because of the fall. Just showing how weak my quirk was displaying. It was one way of finding out my quirk wasn't coming back full force yet. But at least this time I was finally in my own home but yet it wasn't long till I found myself staring at Aizawa and AllMight.
"We're here to talk about the notice of moving our students into dorm rooms." At this I was completely baffled to hear. Feeling a weight on my lap I looked down at Ky in his cat form, my mother sat beside me on the sofa. Aizawa continued to speak "We need you to grant us with your consent in order for Stella to take place in this. However, after everything that's happened we understand if you reject this offer." For once he looked very professional with his hair tied up in a bun with some of his hair down.
