Chapter 4

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Izuku's pov

Okay. Just a few hours and I can get the pills. I just...have to hang in there a little longer. No big deal.

Mr. Aizawa was drowning on about something but I really couldn't pay attention. I could barely do anything.

I was swallowing flower petals, which in turn killed my stomachs while I was trying to keep a regular breathing pattern, which killed my lungs.

I clenched my fists as hard as I could 1) to distract me from the pain and 2) to keep me from cradling my stomach and giving a sign that I wasn't okay.

I'm just hoping no one is paying attention to my lack of attention.

"Midoriya." I jump at the sudden voice and look up.

Mr. Aizawa was looking at me with a bored and exhausted expression on his face. I glance around to see everyone either writing something down, staring off into space, or looking at me.

"Yes Mr. Aizawa?"

I almost cough but rail it in at the last second and swallow the petals begging to be let out.

"I asked you to collect everyone's homework."

"Oh. Sure thing!"

I stand up and I'm ashamed to say that the amount of effort I had to put into not doubling over and falling onto the ground.

I quickly get mine out and start collecting everyone else's. As I grab their papers I was concentrating so hard on not showing the pain that I ended up tripping over someone's bag and falling onto the floor.

Well, I guess no matter how hard you try, fate will somehow put you in your place. Today, I guess my place is on the floor in pain.

I grab at my side and seethe in pain. This is definitely not going well.

"Deku! Are you okay?" Uraraka asks, suddenly by my side.

"Dude, you okay?" Kaminari asks. It seems that it was his bag I tripped over.

"Yeah, I'm sorry."

"Eh, it's probably my fault bro. I've been told to stop putting my bag there since day one!" He and a few others chuckle at the joke as Uraraka helps me gather the papers.

She offers me a hand and I accept it. I grunt and double over in pain, wrapping an arm over my stomach.

"Midoriya, are you okay?"

"I'm fine Mr. Aizawa. It just knocked the wind out of me a little."

"Why don't you go see Recovery Girl just to be sure."

"No no, I'm fine. Promise!" I smile and try to play it off but I don't think he's buying it.

"Stupid Deku breaks his fucking bones on a daily. I don't think that little trip is going to do any damage."

Oh my god! He just kinda complimented me!

"Thanks Kacchan!" I smile at him and he rolls his eyes.

"Saying you can take a hit isn't a compliment you fucking nerd."

I walk the papers up to Aizawa and go back to my seat and immediately am in pain. Shit.

Stupid me for letting my emotions get the better of me, now I'm in even more pain.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention this beautiful aspect of hanahaki disease. Your emotions can affect the growth of the disease and can also make it more painful if you're around the one you love. Ugh. I hate this stupid thing.

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