HEmotions/Feelings
"Thoughts or Flashbacks"
"Regular Speaking"
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The sound of beeping filled the air as lungs struggled to draw air.
SNAP!
Inko Midoriya flinched at the sound of a rib removing itself from a lung, only relaxing when the sound of breathin turned from laborred to relaxed. The doctors decided against surgery once they saw his "super regeneration quirk" at work. They din't want to risk his body healing itself while opened up. Inko didnt even bother correct them that her son was quirkless, just grateful for the "late" manisfestation of his quirk. Another snap and grinding noise sent her running for the toilet, the sight of her son's spine snapping back in place to much for her. The sound of retching drowned out the near silent creak of the door.
Katsuki Bakujou walked in sullenly as he stared at Deku. He was much too still.
Yawn… I'm Pride.
Bakugou walked over to Deku and gently grasped his hand.
I'm usually up around this time but I don't feel so good at the moment.
The heart monitor did nothing to support the heavy feeling in his chest. He saw when they were about to drape the white cloth over Demi's body… Relief was an understatement for what he felt when an EMT came in.
I think I'm sick.
Dropping to his knees, Bakugou did something he hadn't done since he was a child. He cried.
I don't really feel like myself at the moment. I think I have to change…
Tears streamed down his face as his gripped Deku's hand tightened. His body rocked with tremors as he struggled to get words out. Ms. Midoriya came back into the room just in time to hear him say…
I think…
"I'm sorry."
My name is Guilt.