I have literally just walked into my dorm room and flopped onto my bed when my phone starts buzzing rapidly. I pull it out and as expected, it's my mom who's calling me. I decline the phone call and turn my phone completely off, not wanting to talk to anyone right now.

I stare up at the ceiling, trying to process what the nurse had recently told me. I may have Leukaemia. If I do, will I still be able to become a hero or will I have to give up? How painful will it be? Do I have to go through Chemotherapy? How long will I be in the hospital for? Will I lose my hair?

"Argh!" I groan and sit up abruptly. I shuffle over to my desk and plonk down in the chair. I open my laptop and immediately go onto google.

I search: Symptoms of leukaemia

I drag my mouse to the first website and click it. I read through it and notice I have had most of the symptoms. My hands feel clammy and sticky. I don't know how to process this information. I could die from cancer and never be able to become a hero.

I gulp nervously and hesitantly search something else up.

Is there a cure for Leukaemia?

I frantically go onto every website but I see the same thing over and over again. No but chemotherapy helps. I start freaking out, unable to control the building emotions inside me. I push my chair back and stand up, pacing the room quickly. Thoughts run through my head with all answers leading to death in hospital. I collapse onto my bed and immediately black out.

I wake up a couple hours later with my never ending headache. I stand up and turn my phone back on. It lights up with fifty missed messages from mom and twenty missed calls as well. The time is 10:05 P.M.

I throw my phone on the bed and change into my pjs and collapse onto my bed again, not bothered to brush my teeth.

~Time Skip~

I wake up to a loud banging on my door. My head aches and my bones do too. I force myself off the bed and to the door. I open it and see a frantic looking Kirishima. I yawn loudly. "Your mom is like a T-Rex on a rampage. She's honestly scary and she keeps shouting out your name. Please save us," he pleads.

"Sure, whatever. I'll be out in a second," I groggily reply and slam the door on his face. I change into my school clothes and walk out of the room and into the common room. Everyone looks either scared or awkward.

"Where is that damn son of mine! That brat better show himself!" Mom shouts angrily.

I set off a small explosion and catch her attention. "Calm down, Old Hag!" I shout.

She turns around to me and glares at me. I walk towards her and cross my arms over my chest. "We're going now," she states and grabs my wrist and pulls me out of the dormitories.

"What the hell, mom?!" I shout angrily. She let's go of my wrist.

"We're going to the doctors," she tells me and unlocks the car.

"Why though?" I act oblivious to the fact I may be dying.

She looks over at me from her spot in the car. "You may be dying, Katsuki," she said abruptly but calmly. Mom continues to stare at me when her eyes widen. I cock and eyebrow at her. "Your wrist. It's bruising."

I look down at my wrists and notice the right one was indeed starting to bruise. I touch it but it doesn't hurt. I look back up at mom with a horrified expression. "Geez. How hard did you grip onto me?"

"Not hard. I didn't mean for it to hurt you," she replies apologetically.

I lay back in the chair and wave my arm in front of my face. "Just go already. I'm going to sleep," I order and yawn loudly. I close my eyes and listen to the engine being started and the car leaving the school property. I slowly drift off into a deep sleep.

~Time Skip again because I'm lazy~

I feel someone violently shaking me on my right. I turn around and keep my eyes shut. "Just another five minutes..." I mumble.

"No, Katsuki. We're going to be late for the doctors appointment!" A female's voice booms. I slowly open my eyes and see we're in a close to empty parking lot next to a big white building.

"I'm tired. Can't we do this later?" I groan. Mom opens her car door and slams it shut before walking around to mine and opening it. I get hit with misty, cold air and a hint of perfume.

"If you don't get up now, I'll make you strip naked and walk around the streets," she threatens. I quickly clamber out of the car at her words and stand as straight as I can in front of her. She smiles evilly at me. "Now that's a good boy." she ruffles the top of my hair which makes me growl lowly at her and hunch my shoulders.

"can we just go now?" I ask impatiently. She nods her head and we both start walking towards the hospital. The doors swing open and the smell of medical equipment and hand sanitiser fills my nose and it makes me gag. Mom walks up to the front desk and talks to a young, pretty lady.

"We are here to see Dr. Nakamura," mom tells her and points to me. I walk up next to her and stuff my hands in my pockets. The desk lady types some things on her computer and looks up at me.

"You are Mitsuki Bakugo and Katsuki Bakugo, am I correct?" She asks and looks up at us. Mom nods. "Please wait in the waiting room. She will be with you shortly."

"Thank you," mom says and pulls me into the waiting room. We take two empty blue seats that aren't the comfiest things in the world. I slouch and close my eyes, ready to fall into another deep sleep.

"Mitsuki and Katsuki Bakugo?" A female voice shouts through the room. I perk up to see a petite woman who is in her thirties looking around the room. She has tanned skin and pink nail polish on. She also wears a blue shirt and pants with a white lab coat over the top. Mom stands up and grabs the doctors attention. I slowly get up on my aching joints and follow mom and the doctor to a room.

Dr. Nakamura sits down behind a wooden desk and mom and I sit down in two chairs opposite her. She pulls out a clipboard and rests it on the desk. She nods at mom. "I take that you're the mother." She then picks up the clipboard and reads whatever is on it. "So you're worried that your son may have Leukaemia, right?" I grumble and slouch once again.