Authors Notes: Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic, so please be nice! I don't own My Hero Academia or any of the characters. Although it would be nice if I did. I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 1

Ochako Uraraka wanted to die.

Sitting in class, attempting to listen to Mr. Aizawa's lecture on "Hero Safety," Ochako Uraraka silently prayed for death.

With both hands softly rubbing at her temples, she desperately tried to stifle the deep, throbbing pain that had plagued her for the past couple of weeks. She was starting to get a metallic taste in her mouth and that alone was enough to make her want to spill what little she had to eat that day all over her friend Iida who sat directly in front of her. She took deep breaths.

It had all started with a minor cold. Fever, chills, stuffy nose, and a cough, nothing she couldn't handle. She completed her studies and pushed through her hero training without so much as a complaint. But by the second week she noticed it getting harder and harder to get out of bed each morning, finding herself winded from doing the smallest of tasks like walking up the stairs or putting her books back in her locker. The headaches became prominent rather recently.

She felt a hand lightly touch her arm, bringing her back to reality with a jump.

"Ochako?"

Her head shot up with enough speed to give her whiplash, she looked around the room to see the classroom half empty and the kind face of her dear friend Izuku Midoriya staring at her with a worried expression. She had somehow fallen asleep in class.

"Hey Ochako, class is over." He said with a soft smile.

All she could do was nod as she reached into her bag, pulling out a great big bottle of Tylenol she had purchased not even a week ago and it was already half empty. She tossed the max amount she could take back and took a long swig of her water bottle.

"Sorry Deku, I guess I had fallen asleep." She sighed.

"No that's ok! Hey, are you feeling ok? Your face is really pail."

Trying to ignore the obvious concern written on his face, she mastered enough strength to shoot him a convincing smile "Yea I'm fine! I was just up all-night studding, so I'm pretty tired."

Giving her a look that said he didn't quite buy it, he nodded, choosing not to push any further.

"Let's get out of here, I want to take a quick nap before group training." After putting her books in her bookbag she stood up from her desk.

Feeling a little light headed from the sudden motion she gripped the desk, trying to prevent herself from stumbling into Izuku.

"Ochako, you really don't look like you feel too good. Why don't you let me take you to Recovery Girl?" Without even realizing it she had grabbed onto his arm to steady herself.

She could hear the barely masked panic in his voice. She wanted to tell him that she was fine, that she was just over working herself and only needed some rest before she went back to the grind, but as she looked up to meet his worried green eyes, her vision started to cloud.

Reading her name on his lips, she felt her body begin to fall into a pair of strong arms she only guessed belonged to the boy standing next to her, then everything went black.