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Nezu had been watching his boy all morning. Last night was odd, Midoriya almost always answers his phone immediately but he didn't. Normally the kid wouldn't let himself fall to the floor, but that happened and he got a bloody nose. He didn't even try to leave to go to the nurse, he just stayed at his stool and answered necessary questions. When lunch came Bakugo had prevented the kid from running off and the kid struggled a lot. It had certainly been a weird 12 hours or so, Midoriya being the weird part of the time. Nezu had so many unanswered questions, but he doubted he would get them. But as Nezu went over the tapes from this morning something peaked his curiosity. Midoriya had walked in with Shinso, the two of them walking side by side except when Midoriya tried hiding behind the taller boy. Nezu had expected them to be at least aquanticences but when Nezu looked at a different camera, they had exited the same car. Nezu's thoughts spiralled as he tried thinking of reasons that they would have been together. As he went to grab a notepad from his desk, Midoriya had finally escaped his friend and his classmates.

The kid had gone back to his classroom and grabbed his bag, awkwardly roaming the halls until he went to the bathroom. He slipped inside and stayed there, the bell rang and the kid still hadn't emerged. As he switched a camera to 1-A everyone was chatting happily in their free period. Nezu sighed, jumping off his chair and heading down the hallways. As he stood in front of the classroom door, knocking three times before entering and class went silent. "Hello students!" He chirped, smiling until he started looking around and his student still hadn't returned. "Oh. Where is Midoriya?" He asked giving a head tilt. He noticed Bakugo paling and standing up from his chair. "What are the chances of him getting lost?" The blond asked heading to the door. "That's a great question! I'm sure he will be fine though so there is no reason to go find hi-" Nezu was interuptted by a slamming door. In the frame of the door Midoriya stood, knees buckling and sweat running down his forehead. "Oh Midoriya! Are you ok?" Nezu asked with a grin.

Behind him a smaller, innocent looking girl appeared. "I'm sure he's fine!" She said with a smile. Nezu stared at her for a moment before dropping his grin. "Suki, what are you doing here? You never come here, usually it's Rini." He said walking up to the girl. "Yeaaaaa wellll I need Izu-Chan's help." She stated awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck. Midoriya offered a glare before collapsing on the ground. "Uhhh I don't think it's a good time." The mouse offered going to his student. "Izu-Chan...?" She said slightly worried. As she kneeled next to him he shot up and onto his feet, only to topple back over. The girl brought a hand to his forehead and drew it back like it had burned her. "Geeeezzzz Izu-Chan. You should know when to take a break you're burning up."

Midoriya shook his head and mumbled quietly "Mm good,mm good", lightly pushing away the black haired girl. "Izu.... Come on, we gotta go to the nurse." she said back. He replied with the softest little no ever, standing up for himself and walking to his stool. "Midoriya, how did you even get sick, you were fine last night." Shinso said suddenly appearing. "Get sick easy" The boy mumbled out of breath, getting quieter by the second. Suddenly his eyes went dull and he stopped swinging around. "Let yourself be escorted to the nurse's office." The tired teen commanded, helping the boy off the stool and walking with him to the door. "Ah good application of your quirk Shinso! As expected of you." Nezu complimented walking next to his student. "Now let us three be off to the Nurse! I'm sure Mic won't mind you missing his class." Nezu said with finality, leading the way out the door.

Upon arriving to Recovery Girl's office, she leapt off her chair and went to the boy. As she guided him to another room, consisting of two cots and a few chairs, he was released from the brainwashing. "Mmm okay Recove." He mumbled again. She shook her head in denial and tried forcing him to rest in it. "No your not, now come on I need to see what is wrong with you." The woman huffed. He tried pushing himself out of the bed, only to be held back by Suki. "Izu-Chan, stay still!" She commanded. He thrashed against her hold, only to have his arm cuffed to the bed. He glared at the silver material for a moment before trying to break out of it. "Now, let us leave this room for a moment and let Recovery Girl look him over." Nezu said, scooting the teens out of the room.

"Shinso, may I ask why you know that Midoriya wasn't sick earlier?" Nezu asked, sitting on a stool looking menacing. "I-Uh He was out last night and missed his train. My parents took him home with us." He said, shrinking into his uniform collar. "Oh is that why his uniform is too big?" Nezu retorted.

Recovery Girl came out of the room with a scowl. "Nezu." She growled. The principal visibly flinched at the woman looking at her with slight fear. "Yes..?" He finally responded. "Can you explain to me how your student was stabbed and how it got infected ?" She asked, each word filled with anger. Nezu's face went blank as he thought for a moment, before finally saying something. "He was stabbed?" Recovery Girl whacked him with her cane, "YES! Are you listening to me?" Nezu nodded at the question going back into his thoughts. A loud cacophony came from the next room, causing the two pro heros to charge in there. The cot was flipped over, Midoriya awkwardly hanging by it. "Did- Did you flip the bed trying to escape?" Nezu asked. The teen nodded sheepishly, a blush slightly layering his face. The two teens came up behind the pros and stared for a moment, seemingly dumbfounded.

"And that is why you were handcuffed to it. I knew you were a flight risk. Now tell me how you were stabbed." Recovery Girl huffed, going over to fix the bed. Midoriya shook his head, not meeting anybody's eye. "Nezu, Shinso and Suki get out." The women barked. Midoriya visibly paled as Nezu quietly led the teens out of the room, slightly scared of the nurse. Shinso gave one last look at the boy, his face was still red from the fever and shifted awkwardly under Recovery Girl's gaze, looking guilty. The door was finally closed and Shinso came to his class just in time for the lesson to begin. He bit his nails and lower lip with some nervous energy as he worried about his new friend. He had shown no signs of being hurt or sick yesterday so how good was he at hiding injuries.

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