The darkness was so smoothing and friendly. There was no one here that could hurt me. Just pure darkness. For me this was bliss! It was a long time know I wished for something like this. A place where I would get my peace.
Then I heard some beeping.
This can't be right!
I am supposes to be dead!
There should be no sound!
My mind started working again and I remembered the last thing I saw.
That damn hero saved me again!
How dare he?!
I slowly opened my eyes. The brightness of the room blinded me for some time until my eyes adjusted to it. Looking up at the ceiling I realized I wasn't home nor in my or in anyone's home.
The smell of antiseptic hit me and that's when I realized I was in a hospital. Then I started to look around the room and my eyes fell to a yellow thing laying right beside me.
What the hell is that?!
It was a bright neon yellow sleeping bag.
What is a sleeping bag doing in here and who would use something like this?!
I looked to see if I can find the head of the person but all I could see was a yellow and black thing.
Wait black hair?!
Is this the hero that saved me?
Shota Aizawa?!
No way is he here why would he?
I sat up to get a better look at my surrounding. Internally I began to panic and the beeping increased in speed.
The hero must have woken up, as he was wiggling himself out of his cocoon.
The heck is he doing?
Is he some kind of butterfly or moth?
My eyes met his and he came up to my side once he got out of his shell.
Eraserhead: Calm down kid.
I didn't even realizes that my breathing increased and that I was nearly hyperventilating.
Eraserhead: Common Midoriya breathe with me ok?
He began doing some breathing exercises and I copied him. I knew damn well that I needed to calm down. This wasn't good for me. I didn't want to go into a panic attack.
Eraserhead: Good job now in *inhale* and out *exhale*
After 5 minutes repeatedly doing what he does I could finally calm down.
Me: Thanks.
He mustered me from head to toe.
Me: Uhm is there something wrong Sir?
I didn't like to use his hero name, it was simply too long and inconvenient.
Eraserhead: You seriously asking that?
I could tell that he was being sarcastic but I didn't know what he was thinking about.
What did I do wrong this time?
I began thinking about it and I remembered talking to him making a full body analysis about him and then hanging myself.
Wait a moment?
Is he mad at me because I got something wrong?
Where my analyzes wrong?
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NO that can't be it! My analyzes are never wrong!
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FanfictionIzuku Midoriya had enough from life, everyone was telling him how useless he was. His mother stopped looking at him. His best friend bullies him. He had no one who cares about him or so he thought. "Thank you for saving me, you are a great hero, I w...
