Iida yawned, and made his way downstairs. It was around five in the morning, and he was getting ready for his daily morning exercise routine. He would come back indoors at five thirty, take a quick shower and prepare his breakfast until six, pack his bag and check to make sure all his worksheets and books were in place until six thirty, before going around the dorms and waking everyone else up. Two hours were more than enough time to prepare breakfast, eat it, change into their school uniform, pack their school bags and get ready for school; lessons started at eight thirty in the morning, and everyone should aspire to be in the classroom by eight as a buffer, just in case of any accidents occurs before classes started.

He left a note on the table in case Aizawa was wondering where he was, before he headed out, making sure to close the door behind him gently to avoid waking anyone up by accident, though he was sure it was pretty unlikely since no one was sleeping on the first floor.

He jogged around the campus a couple of times, before heading back to the dorms. He popped some toast into the oven, and set the timer, before going back to his room to shower. He threw on a t-shirt, and walked back to the kitchen, spreading some jam on his toast before consuming it. He grabbed an apple from the fridge, and ate it, throwing the core into the trash bin, before going back to his room again. He quickly sieved through all his notes, relatively sure that there wasn't any homework given due to the training camp, but he just checked just in case there were any outstanding homework assignments that he had never finished.

Much to his delight, there was none, and he neatly placed his textbooks and notes into his bag, changing into his school uniform. He checked his watch; it was only six fifteen, so he could wait for fifteen more minutes before going to wake everyone up.

He heard some noises from the corridor, and he looked out of his room, expecting to see that either Shinsou or Koda had gotten up. Much to his surprise, he found that Midoriya's door was open, and the green haired boy was trudging out of his room. Reiko was grooming herself, but Ryuto was just lying on the ground, looking like he was asleep.

"Well, good morning, Midoriya." Iida grinned, waiting for Midoriya to respond. The green haired boy turned around, looking at him in confusion. He was pretty sure he hadn't switched off the lights before he went to sleep, and he was pretty guilty about that he didn't do so since he would be wasting electricity, but he was pretty relieved that someone had switched it off for him. His curtains weren't drawn, and there was more than enough light flooding into the room so that he wouldn't freak out.

"Did you have a nice rest?"

Midoriya shrugged, lifting his hands to sign, before realising that, one, his fingers and hands were hurting too much to sign, and two, Iida wasn't good at sign language, before he sighed, "... woke up... school... get ready..."

He coughed, and Iida led the boy down to the kitchen, quickly pouring him a cup of water. Midoriya carefully poured the liquid down his throat, his hand shaking as he placed the cup back on the table. There was a knock on the door, and Iida and Midoriya looked at the door in confusion.

The door was pushed open, and Nezu walked into the 1-A dorms, looking at Midoriya in surprised, "Oh... I wasn't expecting you to be awake, Izuku. I assumed that you would have slept in."

"...habit... wake up early... later than usual..." Midoriya replied, as Nezu walked towards the table, a small bag in his hand.

Iida looked at Nezu and Midoriya in confusion, "Uh... first name basis?"

Nezu glanced at Iida, and grinned cheekily, "Ah. Iida. I adopted Izuku a few months ago, but don't tell anyone else, alright?"

Iida mutely nodded, as Nezu climbed up onto the chair next to him, emptying the bag out to reveal a few packets of medication.

"Now... uh... there's some medication that Recovery Girl would like you to take. Mostly antibiotics, since you did get an infection while you were... there... You should take it after breakfast and after dinner. Other than that, just rest, okay, Izuku?"

Midoriya gave a small nod, looking at the medicine in confusion, before Iida cleared his throat, "Uh... Midoriya... is there anything that you would like for breakfast?"

"Don't worry about that." Nezu spoke up, "Lunch Rush is aware of Izuku's situation, he would be popping with some soup by around... seven in the morning, until Recovery Girl deems him ready for proper solid food. Also, please try to avoid coffee for the time being, it will mess up your sleep schedule, and you need all the rest you can get."

"Alright." Iida nodded, checking his watch, "It's six thirty five!? I better wake everyone else up."

Midoriya inwardly gawked at Iida as he speed walked towards the staircase, as Nezu let out a chuckle, "Still as uptight as usual. Sometimes it's a wonder how he's related to Ingenium, aside from their appearances, those two are polar opposites."

Nezu turned to face Midoriya, "That reminds me, Izuku... you weren't in the hero course while everyone was making their hero names. Do you have any idea what you want to be called?"

Midoriya blinked, stunned by the question, before shaking his head. Never once in his life did he ever consider needing a hero name; he always assumed that he would have killed himself before then, or that he would have never even made it to the hero course in the first place.

Nezu gently patted Midoriya's hand, "Don't worry about it too much, okay? The provisional licence exam in around a month and a half, you have plenty of time to think about it, so don't rush."

The animal principal stood up on his chair, and much to Midoriya's surprise, he leaned over, wrapping his stubby little arms around Midoriya's neck, trying his best to give him a hug.

"I'm sorry that I told you to go for the training camp. I should have seen it coming, I'm sorry."

Midoriya froze up, unsure of how to react, before he relaxed, pressing his head down against Nezu's shoulder lightly, "Not your fault... it's mine... not strong enough... too weak..."

Nezu reached up, gently ruffling Midoriya's hair, "It's not your fault. It was never your fault to begin with. They shouldn't have known where the camp was, they shouldn't have been able to kidnap anyone in the first place. Don't blame yourself, Izuku, okay? Please stop thinking that everything that went wrong was your fault, okay? We were the ones that failed, not you."

Midoriya wasn't really sure how to respond, but there was a sudden incoherent shout from upstairs.

"DAMMIT GLASSES! THERE'S STILL TWO MORE HOURS UNTIL SCHOOL STARTS, YOU UPTIGHT FUCKER! I DON'T NEED THAT MUCH TIME TO GET READY! FUCK OFF!"

Nezu reluctantly pulled back, looking towards the elevator, "I need to address the students later. If you don't want to attend lessons, then feel free to just rest in your room; your studies are going well, and missing a couple of lessons isn't going to do you any harm. Your health is the most important thing at the moment, alright? I don't want your condition becoming worse because you feel the need to push yourself, okay?"

Midoriya gave a small nod, and Nezu gave him another quick hug, before hopping off the chair and walking out of the room, just as Shinsou and Todoroki ambled down the stairs.

"Morning..." Shinsou muttered, tiredly squinting at the buttons on the coffee machine, trying to figure out how to activate the machine. Midoriya looked over, having forgotten that the machine was there, but Todoroki shook his head as he grabbed a small carton of yoghurt, "No coffee, Midoriya. Iida told us about it already."

Midoriya internally glowered at them, as Uraraka trudged into the kitchen, grabbing the milk from the fridge to make herself some cereal.

"Hi, Midoriya? You feeling better?" She asked, putting a spoonful of cornflakes into her mouth, and Midoriya shrugged. He was slightly hungry, and he could only hope that Lunch Rush's soup was better than the food in the hospital.

"Everyone went back to sleep." Iida whined. Koda, Jiro, Yaoyorozu and Sato were the only ones that had left their rooms, the rest opting to sleep for another hour, "They need ample time to get ready!"

"Don't worry about it too much..." Shinsou yawned, taking a sip of his coffee, "It is seven in the morning, and we all unpacked yesterday. Not to mention that the room contest thingy went on longer than we thought..."

"Speaking of which... Lunch Rush should be here any minute now..." Iida muttered, just as there was another knock on the door.

"Why is Lunch Rush coming here?" Jiro asked, as Midoriya made his way to the door, ignoring Shinsou and Uraraka's protests for him to sit down and let someone else take the door. He yanked it open, and Lunch Rush handed over a small plastic container with cling film over it. He shot Midoriya a thumbs up, and the green haired boy looked at him, confused, as the cook went on his way.

"Soup," Iida replied, Midoriya walking back to the table. He placed the bowl down, and tried to peel the cling film off the bowl.

He couldn't.

Jiro extended her earphone jacks, easily slicing through the cling film, and Midoriya looked at her, nodding slightly, before bringing the bowl to his mouth; just using his palms to hold the bowl wasn't as painful as having to use a spoon.

He stopped after two or three mouthfuls. He had to admit, Lunch Rush's cooking was better than the food he was supposed to eat, but usually ignored, in the hospital, but he just didn't feel like eating any more. He felt like he would throw up if he tried to drink any more, but it was also such a waste to just... leave the rest of the soup there.

He placed the bowl down, trying to decide what to do, before deciding to just suck it up and finish the soup; if he threw up, then so be it. Reiko growled at him, pushing his hand away from the bowl, and just stared at him, as if challenging him to even try and finish his soup.

Sato spoke up, "If you're not up to finish it, then just leave it. Eating more than your body can handle would also do you more harm than good."

Midoriya looked up, blinking at Sato in confusion as the larger boy pulled out more cling film from the drawer, before grabbing his bowl, "If you don't want to waste it... I can always heat it up for you later. It probably won't taste as good as it does now, but you can choose later."

The green haired boy blankly nodded, still not very sure what was going on as Sato placed the unfinished bowl of soup in the fridge.

He had a choice? Since when?

He was too tired to think, and he blearily reached for his medicine on the table. Ryuto carefully pushed his unfinished cup of water towards him, as a floating set of pajamas made their way down to the kitchen.

"Morning..." Hagakure yawned, "What's for breakfast?"

"Toast... or cereal..." Todoroki muttered, as Hagakure rummaged through the cabinets for the bread. She grabbed a slice, before plopping herself down by the table, "Iida woke us up, and I wanted to go back to sleep, but I couldn't."

"You should wake up early!" Iida protested, as Midoriya poured the medicine out the small plastic bags gently, making sure he was taking the correct amount, before popping them into his mouth, and bit down on them. A bitter taste was spread all over his tongue, and there was some kind of powdery feeling, but Midoriya ignored it, continuing to chew on the medicine, before swallowing.

He reached out to grab his water, only to realise that everyone was staring at him; he couldn't see Hagakure, but it was obvious from the way that she had frozen up that she was staring as well.

"Uh... did you just... chew up your medicine?" Jiro asked incredulously, and Midoriya blinked, and nodded, confused. Was he not supposed to do that? He had always chewed up the painkillers whenever he took them. He had gotten sick before, but whenever his real parents brought him to the clinic and he received medicine, it was always in liquid form.

"Isn't it... bitter?" Hagakure piped up, pointing to his medicine, "How do you keep such a straight face while eating that anyways?"

Midoriya wasn't too sure how to respond, and merely poured the glass of water down his throat.

"Next time, pop them in your mouth, and don't chew them. Just drink some water and swallow the water and medication together." Yaoyorozu suggested, "It's easier."

The green haired boy blearily nodded, trying his best to figure out where he should shove that information, as Iida rushed back up to wake the rest of the students up again.

Midoriya sat down, listening as Yamada droned on and on. He was tired, but it was probably very rude to sleep during lessons, so Midoriya just did his best to keep awake. Plus, he wasn't too sure if he could trust Yamada to not do anything while he was asleep; the hero had restrained physically restrained him twice while he was in the hospital. He needed to keep an eye on him, make sure that he wouldn't hurt him.

Yamada was finally finished with his lesson, and released them for lunch. Shinsou collected his lunch, along with Midoriya's soup since he didn't think that it was good for Midoriya to strain himself. Midoriya wasn't really hungry, but he still tried his best to drink as much as he could; Shuzenji would probably nag otherwise, and he didn't want to worry Nezu.

Reiko was with Koda, as he had a counselling session with Inui, while Ryuto was hanging out with Dark Shadow at Tokoyami, Sato and Shoji's table, within his line of vision, so he wasn't too worried; he knew Koda enough to know that he was generally incapable of any violence, especially towards animals, and none of his other classmates would be able to hurt Ryuto without Dark Shadow interfering.

He spent the entirety of lunch slowly drinking his soup, as Uraraka and Shinsou chatted aimlessly about television shows; Iida was called out by Kayama halfway through lunch. Midoriya was barely able to finish up half of his soup, and he was going to clear it when Uraraka casually scooped up his bowl, not even giving him a chance to protest that he could do it on his own, before bringing everything to the tray racks.

"Don't worry about it, Midoriya." Uraraka smiled, "You just focus on resting. You can return bowls all you want once you've recovered."

Midoriya wasn't too sure if Uraraka was being playful, or she was being serious, but he just quietly thanked her before they made their way back to their classroom.

Some of the support course students were filing into the cafeteria, given that they had different lunch times; the lunch times were staggered since all the support course students were covered in grease and dirt, and often got the seats dirty by accident; it was just easier on the cleaning staff. Plus, they were really messy eaters, sometimes just opting to just shovel everything into their mouths as fast as possible before going back to the labs; it didn't happen all the time, but it just wasn't pleasant for anyone whenever that happened.

"MIDORIYA!"

Midoriya blinked and tensed up as his name was called, and Shinsou and Uraraka turned around in confusion, only to see a pinkette barreling down the hallway at breakneck speed. They were barely even able to react as Hatsume leapt at Midoriya, and the poor green haired boy didn't even have time to turn around before Hatsume crashed into him, sending him to the ground.

A white hot flash of pain ripped through his body, and Midoriya desperately tried to push himself up, only to realise that he could feel something, or rather, someone, pressing down on him, pinning him down and preventing him from moving. He could feel some liquid rushing up his throat, as his entire body throbbed with pain.

He swore he felt something crack.

"Midoriya! I wanted to talk to you about your support items after you transferred in the the hero course but I was so busy with all my other prototypes and inventions and it completely slipped my mind! I looked at the ideas you gave me, and I have so many ideas on how to improve them and I think we should talk about it 'cause I think it will make them much better! You're here now so this is a great time to -"

Hatsume was talking so quickly that Midoriya could barely register that she was speaking in Japanese, and combined with his nausea and how much his head was spinning from the impact of harshly being slammed into the ground by the pink haired girl, Midoriya had absolutely no idea what the hell Hatsume was talking about.

"Get off him!" Uraraka yelped, harshly yanking Hatsume off Midoriya as the pinkette continued rambling, and Shinsou rushed over to Midoriya's side, patting him on the back, "Midoriya, are you okay?"

Midoriya weakly pushed himself to his knees, as a cough convulsed through his body. His body instinctively jerked forwards, and Midoriya opened his mouth, blood spilling out of his mouth. His coughing fit continued, as he hacked up more and more blood, his arms shaking as he struggled to support his own weight.

A crowd started forming around them, as concerned gazes fell on the quirkless boy, and Hatsume seemed to just finally realise that something was wrong, and she peered down at Midoriya, "Hey, Midoriya? Are you okay?"

Uraraka tugged her aside as Iida pushed his way through the crowd, before taking in the scene in front of him. He quickly faced the crowd, and waved his arms about, "Please, do not crowd around him and give him some space!"

Midoriya's coughing fit finally died down, and he slumped to the side, completely out of energy. He would have crashed into the ground if Shinsou hadn't gently grabbed onto him, carefully supporting him as the green haired boy panting and desperately trying to suck some air into his lungs and ignoring pain that flared through every fibre of his being, blood dripping out of his mouth like a leaky faucet.

"What's going on here?" A voice rang out, and Shinsou looked up, seeing the crowd parting like a wave as Kayama walked down the hallway. She spotted Hatsume being restrained by Uraraka, before seeing Midoriya heaving, and she rushed up to Shinsou, crouching down beside them, "Midoriya? Can you hear me? Are you alright?"

Midoriya gave a quiet, strangled sounding yelp, flinching at Kayama's presence and pushing himself away from Kayama, pressing himself against Shinsou in the process.

Kayama bit her lip, and looked around. She glanced at Hatsume, "Hatsume, Go have your lunch now. Uraraka, let Hatsume go. Shinsou, you bring Midoriya to the infirmary when he's ready. The rest of you, back to class. I'll get someone to clean this up."

Shinsou tried to calm the shaking Midoriya down as the crowd slowly dispersed, before taking a tissue out of the packet that Iida had left for him and wiping the blood off Midoriya's chin. He carefully slipped his arms under Midoriya's knees, and behind his back, easily picking up the smaller boy, before making his way towards the infirmary.

"Is he okay?" Nezu asked. He had heard about what had happened, and popped by the infirmary to check up on Midoriya. Shinsou told him everything that had happened, before Nezu had persuaded the boy to go for his lessons.

"Luckily, nothing major is broken, but his body is still healing." Shuzenji stated, "Not every bone has fully healed, but they're healed enough that Midoriya can move around. When Hatsume pounced on him... the impact probably reopened some internal wounds that hadn't fully healed."

Midoriya was laying limply on the infirmary bed, completely drained, fast asleep. Shuzenji didn't like to drain him of so much energy, especially when he needed all the energy that he could get, but she needed to make sure that the injuries that had reopened wouldn't open up again.

Inui had dropped off both Reiko and Ryuto when he heard about the event from Kayama, and they were currently snuggled against Midoriya's neck, Ryuto occasionally tugging at Midoriya's earlobe.

Nezu sighed, "I did tell Power Loader to keep Hatsume away from Izuku as much as possible. Hatsume's an excellent students, both studies and technology wise, but her personality doesn't mesh well with Izuku's trust issues."

"It is amazing that they hadn't encountered each other since the Sports Festival. It's just unfortunate that the time they crossed paths as when Midoriya was in no shape to defend himself." Shuzenji murmured, before she looked up, "Should we wait for him to wake up before telling him to go back to the dorms? Or get a teacher to bring him back directly?"

"He's reacted badly at the hospital when he woke up... I think we should get a teacher to bring Izuku back to the dorms first. I'll keep an eye on him; I can bring my paperwork to the dorms." Nezu replied.