Chapter 62: Man, that's creepy

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The first thing I noticed when my eyes slowly slid open was the searing pain of my forehead that seemed to have a heartbeat of its own.

Looking around, I realized that I had fallen off of the path.

No one would've even realized I was here if they passed.

Groaning, I gingerly rolled over, and attempted to stand up.

I was instantly reminded of my sprained ankle as pain shot up through my leg.

Great... just great.

I carefully pulled in my leg to take a quick look at it.

It hadn't swollen too much, so I probably hadn't been out for too long.

I should probably stabilize it...

Looking down at my clothes, I decided to sacrifice the bottom edge of my t-shirt.

Holding the fabric tight between my hands, I used my teeth to help tear upwards.

Oops. Too far. It's alright— this shirt will be dead afterwards regardless.

I tore off two strips, but the earlier rip still travelled up to just below the top of my rib cage.

My shirt now ended a couple centimetres above my bellybutton. I wasn't sure how I felt about that.

It's just a crop top...

That leaves your scar on complete display.

I sighed.

Fantastic.

I took off my shoe, and wrapped the strips around my foot, alternating between loops around my ankle and loops around the arch of my foot.

I tied it off, and cautiously stood up, wincing slightly as I did so.

Hopefully I'll be able to ice it sooner rather than later. But right now... there are bigger issues at hand.

I began half-jogging-half-limping down the path, continually urging myself to run faster.

'Everyone in Class A and Class B! In the name of the pro hero, Eraser Head, you are granted permission to engage in combat! I repeat! Everyone in Class A and Class B! You are granted permission to engage in combat!'

I heard Mandalay's voice in my head.

What's going on?

I ran a little faster.

'We have discovered one of the villains' targets. It is one of the students: Kacchan! Kacchan should try to avoid combat and acting independently. Understand, Kacchan?!

I heard a yell from behind me, and I stopped, turning around.

"Bakugo?!"

"(L/N)?!"

"Y-yeah!"

Todoroki and Bakugo caught up to me. Todoroki was carrying a student from Class B on his back.

"Watch out!"

I turned in surprise, to see a wall of ice blocking sharp bars of jaggedly curved metal.

"Don't go rushing carelessly into anything."

"I have to follow... I have to do my job..." An odd, moaning voice cried.

Man, that's creepy.

"Did you hear that earlier? She said you're being targeted!"

"That's right, Bakugo."

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