Silent is a wish (BNHA X OP READER)(ON HIATUS/REVAMPING)

Twenty-one private plans

"Thanks, Dr. Brennen! Thanks, Dr.Kayne!" Y/n waved with one arm as she hobbled out of the hospital, crutches clomping against the marble.

"Hey, I better not see you in here as a patient again, alright?" Dr. Kayne replied with a lighthearted chuckle.

"We might have you come in as our jester! Half of the staff are still tittering about your jokes, Miss Y/n!" Bushy black eyebrows were raised high on Brennen's forehead, confirming his uplifted behaviour. Many of the ward nurses stopped to say goodbye as well, asking and hoping that Y/n would volunteer someday. Y/n smiled back before disappearing out of their sight, hopefully forever.

"I don't understand why I need the crutches, I didn't break anything," The girl complained to her escort loudly.

"You sprained your ankle, dumbass," The ash-blonde muttered back.

"Oh, I forgot about that, Kacchan. These crutches are really helping with my GUNSHOT WOUNDS," Y/n retorted sarcastically. "Man, I can't believe I was in the hospital for like, 2 weeks. Time sure flies when you're in a coma!" Her smile was strained as she wobbled along beside her friend.

"Yeah? Well, It sure stops when someone you lo-Tolerate dies, comes back to life and acts as if nothing happened!" Katsuki roared.

"Katsuki, can you guess what happened?"

"I probably could, since I'm a genius, but I fucking hate guessing games."

"I had a really strange dream when I was asleep. You were in it," Y/n had stopped to watch some little kids play at a park. Katsuki proceeded to grab her waist and lead her to a bench.

"Yeah? Better not have some annoying-ass shit in it. I swear I'll-"

"Alright! I get it! Well-" Y/n recounted her drug-induced dream. (Just make one up, it) 

"Hmm, That is strange," Katsuki admitted gruffly. "I hate watching kids have fun. It reminds me of stupid Deku. Can we go, Y/n-Chan?" In truth, he wanted to leave because he felt someone watching the pair.

"Fine, but I don't know why you hate that boy so much," Y/n was oblivious. She stood with difficulty, fumbling for her crutches. Almost falling in the process. "I hate Shigaraki Tomura."

"Y/n Kuma? Is that you?" The H/c-haired girl turned to see...A Japanese version of the Kazoo Kid?

"It's SuperWhore69 to you, Neito Monoma,"

"Shame you aren't in class 1-B; We could've been friends, Y/n,"

"I'm glad I'm not in your class, Monona. To endure hearing your voice everyday...I can't imagine!"

"Hmm, I bet that's the only reason you are in that trash-hole 1-A. You can't bear to be around someone so beautiful~" Monoma lunged to touch her but made contact with a crutch. Y/n was struggling to hold off his weight.

"Monoma, you know my quirk can't be copied without consequence, so why try it?" She sighed.

"You're going to tear your fucking stitches, Y/n-Chan," Katsuki stopped. "Fuck!"

"Awwww! So adorable I want to tear out my own throat!"

"Paralysis, if you please," Y/n caught her breath and pulled out her phone, showing it to Monoma. As it turns out, it had a message detailing how much Monoma sucked.

"How dare you! I have a superior quirk to all of you!"

"Says the boy who almost failed the entrance exam," Y/n smirked and started to walk away, leaving Monoma frozen in his tracks. Katsuki flipped the frozen student off and started to jog up to his hobbling companion.