Wednesday
The room is lighted with the usual dry white lights like in the hospital. A particularly young woman, maybe in her thirties is carefully rapping up Y/n's neck.
After some time, the teen started to feel the sting pretty bad and winched at the pain. "Ouch" She grits her teeth as the nurse pulls away with intent orbs.
"Oh my, I really don't understand how you could get a cut like that in school" The woman sighs heavily and rolls away in her chair over to her computer. Y/n gulps hard, she hadn't thought about an explanation, she knows that she can't tell the truth.
"Aha...yeah I'm just really clumsy" The girl closes her eyes with an awkward smile adorning her lips. The nurse gives her a side glance, a look of suspicion from what Y/n can see. "I see...be careful and remember to remove the bandages before you go to bed and let it get some air for the night. If you have any type of body cream you can smother it up. If it still stings tomorrow, make sure to put on some fresh bandages" The nurse explains as she taps away on her computer, not bidding a glance towards the girl.
Her legs swing back and forth from the bed, giving the woman a soft reassurance. Her mind however races to Lucy. Why hasn't she come to the nursery? Where else could she go?
"Okay, you're free to leave now—here's your free pass" She pulls something out of the cupboard under the table and rolls over in her chair.
Y/n grabs the pass and thanks the nurse with a grateful smile. She hops off the table and walks out of the door. Closing the door with a sigh, "I really need to stop getting into fights..."
She starts walking in the hallway. Passing the windows in the process. She notices students having P.E outside, playing football on the field.
It looks fun. Very fun.
Like last time, when she was outside with Izuku and they had so much fun. It was the first time she had seen him enjoy sports. He had always been shy and intimidated by others to give anything a try.
That time however, he laughed and smiled. He tried his best.
That was fun. Very fun.
~ Flashback ~
"C'mon Broccoli! You gotta try at least" The girl held a football in her hand, spinning it from hand to hand.
The teacher made everyone get someone to partner up with, so they can give each other a few passes and get warmed up to play later.
Izuku was shaking and he didn't know what to do. "L/n-Chan, you know I can't play sport if my life depended on it...I'll fail" He rubs his arm, looking down in shame.
The females eyes softly narrowed, she wanted to help and encourage him. "Hey" She walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "It doesn't matter if you are good or not, but you have to try. Once you do that, I promise it'll be a lot more fun. Sports is about giving your best even if it means you have to struggle. It's about having fun while trying"
Izuku gazed up at her, his orbs just glistened with happiness. The green haired boy clenched his fists together, "Okay the L/n-Chan! I'll give it a try and even if I fail, I'll do it again and have fun!" He said with determination lingering in his voice.
Y/n hummed back, "Awesome! Let's play" She took a few steps back, rolling the ball to her feet.
She made a medium hard pass to Izuku which he caught swiftly. "See? Your caught it perfectly broccoli!" She grinned with excitement, Izuku nodded with also a big grin.
The small breeze passing them, and the sun high above. It was so fun, every time he smiled, she felt an accomplishment.
"O-Okay, I'll try to send it back" He said shakily as he lifted his foot to kick the ball back to the girl.
Once the ball was hit, Izuku hadn't thought about the angle he hit it, so the ball went straight up and hit Y/n who wasn't far away straight in the face.
"OH MY GOSH!!! IM SO SORRY!!" Izuku ran over to her, anime tears falling from his eyes. Hands waving all over the place as he anxiously waited for Y/n's reply on the situation.
The h/c haired female made a few sniffling sounds before looking Izuku straight in the eyes.
"Uh-Uhm L/n-Chan? Are you o-"
He stopped as Y/n went into a laughing fit, throwing herself over Izuku and making them fall down to the ground with a squeal from the green haired bean.
"Wh-What are you? Y/N HOW ARE YOU LAUGHING, I JUST HIT YOU IN THE FACE!" Izuku stressed while laying next to her, also a mad blush as the female had her head on his chest.
She continued to laugh and giggle. "Ah man...I can't say I've been this happy to get hit in the face before" She pulled herself her up to stare into his hues
Izuku rested his weight on his elbows, staring at her with big confusion. "I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean too! But why are you happy?" The boy tilted his head to the side.
She quickly rolled over on the dirt next to him, just staring at the sky. "Because you tried! And you hit the ball with such a force Broccoli! You are strong, just you see. I believe in you" She turned her head slightly to smile at him.
He couldn't believe the words he was hearing, someone believed in him? Even if it was just a simple gesture about sports, someone still believed he could master it.
"Ah—but that hurt like a bitch" She bit her mouth with another laughter, squeezing her eyes shut as Izuku repeatedly shook his hands.
"I'm so sorry!"
"Ahahah it's okay!"
"I'm still sorry!"
"Ahaha I'm still laughing about this!" She hugged her stomach. Seeing her smile made him also start laughing, both staring up at the sky.
'If only things like this could last'
'You don't deserve her, get a grip'
His thoughts were interrupted when their gym teacher strolled over to them with a waving fist and an angry expression.
"GET YOUR ASSES UP AND GET BACK TO TRAINING!"
"Ah—Hai sir!!!" They both yelped and got up from the ground.
Continued to give each other passes. Izuku got really good at controlling the ball at the end!
'Amazing! He is amazing....I can't believe I judged him before'
She weakly smiled to herself as she saw Izuku trying to do some tricks with the ball.
"Ahah hey, let me try!" She ran towards him.
~ End of flashback ~
Softly, her hands grazes the glass. Teary eyes staring out the window. If only things could go back to that time...that week of pure bliss.
No, she can't give up on him. Whatever is bothering him, she is sure it can be solved. Right?
But what is wrong?
<•>
Wednesday, night
A knock on the door makes him startling up from his sleep. Slowly he sees the door tilt open and his mother walking in.
"Hey, I wanted to know if you want something to eat?" She puts her hands in front of her lap, looking at Izuku with creased eyebrows.
With hazy and tired eyes he gives his mother a small nod, his body is trembling inside. He hadn't been eating at all, for days it seems.
Inko smiles weakly before turning around to grab the door handle. "Izuku...we need to talk about what happened"
He sits up, folding his hands in between his legs. "I know" The boy replies, still shaking from the dehydration and numbness in his stomach.
His mother got drunk again. They fought again, but never had it been so bad like this time. Were she actually hit him...it felt unbelievable.
"I'm sorry, I-I didn't know what I was doing" Her hands started to shake uncontrollably, "You get bullied in school and I can't help you. Your father left us because you were quirkless and I yet again couldn't do anything"
Izuku's eyes widen, he had never heard his mother admit she knew about the bullying in school.
So it was his fault after all, for his mothers misery. For everything that's happened in their family.
It's his fault. He shouldn't have been born.
"Mom, don't worry. It will all work out in the end" He reassures, gulping hard and faces his mothers form again. She doesn't turn around.
"I'll get you some food" Inko murmurs quietly before exiting the room.
That's right, that's how it always goes.
Izuku leans his back next to the wall and brings up his legs close to his chest. Hands also resting on his knees while leaning his head on his arms.
He had forgotten to switch off his light in the room before falling asleep. So he just noticed that the night had fallen upon the world.
A ping on his phone made him look over at his night drawer. He leaned over to reach his phone and open the device to see a new message.
From L/n Y/n
To Midoriya Izuku
[20:34]
| Hey Broccoli...I know you probably don't wanna talk and you had a shitty day, but please send me something so I know you're okay? Doesn't have to be much.
I'm sorry I couldn't be there for whatever happened, but remember that I care and whenever you are ready to talk, I'm here❤️ |
His mouth slightly hangs open, Y/n warmed his heart the way no one else had in his entire life of pain.
"I-I" He puts a hand over his mouth to muffle his cries. "I can't believe this..."
He opens the reply space and starts typing.
From Midoriya Izuku
To L/n Y/n
[20:36]
| Thank you, I'm home and safe |
He puts his phone down and starts crying, dropping his head in his hands. He feels so conflicted and guilty. Why was he like this? Why can't he be happy?
After this year is over, she'll be gone. She'll become an unreachable angel in the sky's. Nothing he can do...to change that.
That's why, that's why he can't be happy.
Because he is useless and empty.
Nothing is going to change those facts that he had to live with all his life.