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why am I still in la - Joji

why am I still in la - Joji

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Reading through your medical book, you skimmed through every page, highlighting any key points you could find and annotated them in your notebook

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Reading through your medical book, you skimmed through every page, highlighting any key points you could find and annotated them in your notebook. You had one of your earphones blasting in your ear at full volume as you twirled the other around your finger. Your untouched ear listened out for anyone approaching the infirmary. You were sitting on a desk by an opened window. The books you've borrowed from the library sat open, giving you more notes to study. You haven't moved since Recovery girl left for the staff room. Anatomy, muscle, tissue—you're surprised your brain can handle all this information. Yet, it was a step closer to your dream of becoming a doctor.

"Please watch over the infirmary for a bit deary. I won't be long!" Was what the woman told you, and you allowed her willingly. The old woman longed for a short break which you didn't refuse. You even offered to accompany her, make her coffee, and fetch her lunch made by lunch rush.

She's been gone for almost an hour, which you didn't have a problem with. All you do during the day is study medicine, and that's it. It's like you're in medical school without all the stressful exams and due dates. Using your quirk is more used for practical lessons or with Recovery girl's permission while she's gone. You loved the apprenticeship and all the financial support you received from the school.

Tapping the side of your pencil on your book, you hummed a tune and gazed out the window, watching cars passing by the school gate. You were enjoying the lovely view before you heard footsteps not far from the door. Closing your books, you tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear and stuffed your phone in your pocket. As for your earphones, you left them on top of your books.

Then you heard a loud slap followed by a growl. "OW! The hell shitty hair!"

"Oops, sorry, didn't mean to slap you there, bro," Another voice spoke, chuckling sheepishly.

You opened the door, peering out, catching two boys, a shirtless redhead boy walking beside an injured ash-blonde boy clinging to his right arm, gushing out blood. You step out, grabbing the boys' attention. The redhead waves at you, and bakugou immediately recognize you as the girl sleeping in the library. 

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