Cords to a story (Complete)

A Lyric To The Story

Izuku stared up at the ceiling. "...All-Might."

The training camp, Kacchan's capture, the fight between All-Might and One-for-All, all of it was over and the students had moved into the dorms of U.A. That was the first time he saw Kyouka since the hospital.

He recalled the day he saw her in the hospital bed. "I just stood there. I couldn't do anything to help her." He couldn't and was pointlessly beating himself up, because she was within his reach that day, and he was purely focused on Kacchan. Kyouka was affected by the gas and had been unconscious ever since.

He never forgot the empty pit in his chest seeing her hooked up to machines. All he was able to do was leave a note and gift next to her bedside as she recovered.

Earlier today, as they all arrived at the building they would be staying in, he glanced her way, she noticed and met his eyes. He gave a weak, but determined gesture of his head. She gave him one back, but it wasn't happy or sad, only confused acknowledgment of how she felt.

He couldn't sleep. Everyone had unpacked and held a competition for the best room. He laid on his bed, simply staring up. "We're all living together, now..." His lips shifted uncomfortably with gritted teeth. "And I haven't shared a single conversation with Kyouka since the hospital." He told himself he wanted to get to know Kyouka better, but he had been faltering.

All-Might's retirement hit him hard.

"C'mon, just go talk to him?" Mina was in the living quarters with Jirou. She felt a little close to the relationship between Izuku and Kyouka. "If it wasn't for me pestering you about snooping in his notebook, you two would have never gone out in the first place. You owe me!" She wanted to cash in.

"Yeah, I owe you all the stupid teen drama that came with it."

"Hahaha, I would love for some love affair to come my way though. If you insist, I'll take Midoriya all for myself." Mina teased.

"Hey, leave him alone."

"See, I knew you still cared!" With a victorious smirk.

Jirou crossed her arms, leaning back on the couch. "Tch, It's not that. I just know he's had it rough since All-Might retired. He's our favorite..."

Mina blinked confused, then blinked understanding. "That's the perfect reason to go talk to him! Cheer him up!" She winked with a lewd idea. "Sing him a lullaby, then take him to bed."

"Oh my god, what's wrong with you?"

Mina giggled leaving to her room for the night. "I'm just saying, Midoriya is vulnerable and needs someone. You miss him. The night is still young, just go for it and stop being such a scaredy-cat."

"I'm not a scaredy-cat." Jirou pouted with a pink tint on her cheeks. She was upset that Mina hit the mark.

Her eyes furrowed in thought. Her earphones adorably coiled up and came undone at her thoughts.

"Huh..." She didn't remember much. The last thing was the training camp and the poison gas. "What? Why am I here?" A hospital bed. She rose up and glanced around. Most of the class had brought her small gift baskets, roses, or something of the sort. She focused on the All-Might doll and note taped to it. "He left something too?"

She understood that she had worried everyone, but for him to still reach out. Her eyes wondered, unsure, before she squeezed the doll, and unshed any tears.

"I am here!" Awkward laugh. "I hope you feel better!" A prerecorded message from him.

Her eyes widened with a shine and tender gasp.