"Forever"

"Your quirk was too powerful."

Todoroki's POV

It took a month and a half of physiotherapy and frequent hospital visits before the day came, and I couldn't help but be relieved.

I had restored and retrained my muscles properly so I could finally not be confined to a wheelchair, and while I was still a little unsteady at times, I could walk.

Izuku had also regained the ability to move around too, but he completed physiotherapy a few weeks before me, and was already participating in class events and training as if the accident never happened. I was glad.

Over the past month, Aizawa and a few other teachers, as well as my classmates, have faced the more permanent side of my injuries. Apparently, I had my first blackout a week after I had returned to the dorms while Kirishima and I were drinking some tea.

The redhead had told me after I regained consciousness that I had blacked out for roughly a minute, and had dropped my tea. I apologised, of course, because the mug had shattered, which had gained Katsuki's attention. The blonde was gripping my hands tightly while Kirishima was standing behind me, his hands on my shoulders so he could keep me steady. Aizawa was called immediately after I had my episode, and went through the general procedures of shining a light into my eyes to see if my pupils would diolate, as well as testing my memory and reflexes. I was okay.

I had a few more blackouts after that until the present day, each of them occurring somewhat randomly, but always being caused by some kind of stress. Back when I was still confined to a wheelchair, the frequent blackouts weren't a problem, since I wasn't in any danger of having a nasty fall or injuring myself. It was all different now, though.

Since a wheelchair is no longer needed, I am more prone to being seriously injured whilst having a blackout. I was warned to avoid stairs and sitting on high chairs or ledges, as well as being advised to always have a friend near me. The doctors said that it was okay for me to participate in training or anything that included cardio, but only if I sat out if I was feeling unwell or had another episode.

Right now, I was currently at school with my class during quirk training. We were given the simple task of coming up with another special move, and I couldn't help but feel nervous. It was the first practical lesson that I was allowed to participate in, and my worries were far from being over.

In the past, I used to take quirk suppressants to keep my power under control. However, now I don't have that luxury.

I had been thinking about a special move for a while, and I'm pretty sure I know how to pull it off. Slowly, I raised my right arm, inhaling and letting my power course through me, a lot more overwhelming, now. I flicked my wrist, and shot three sharp shards of ice from my palm. Originally, I had planned for them to be knife sized, but without the suppressants, they came out as the length as a long sword. It was around then when I fully began to fear my own power.

Aizawa had tasked me with the order of creating two special moves, one for my right side and the other for my left. Since I had my ice quirk in the bag, I decided that I would skip a small break that was offered, and continued to work on my fire quirk.

I was terrified.

My fire side contained too much power, and I almost straight out refused to use it again when Aizawa urged me to do so. Eventually, I broke, and promised to at least try.

I was at the top of a rock, Katsuki screaming furiously at himself around 20 metres to my right, also on another ledge. He had already come up with a lot of special moves, and was very proud of himself. I was jealous, and that motivation pushed me to try my best with perfecting my left side.

Bad idea.

The moment I activated my left side, my head felt like it was stuffed with cotton and pain erupted in my arm. I couldn't help the scream that escaped my mouth.