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Izuku walked over to Katchan, as he lay across the common room sofa. His alarm was blasting and full volume and no one else dared wake him up. So, what did Izuku do? Woke him up. He started gently shaking Katchan — no response. He shook him harder till eventually, he grunted. BOOM. “AGGH!” Izuku shrieked and put his hands on his eyes.
Katsuki shot his eyes open immediately even if Izuku’s scream was muffled — as well as anyone else that was in the common room turning their heads Izuku’s way. “Deku!” Katsuki firmly said, concerned.
Katsuki quickly sat up — then stood. He grabbed Izuku’s wrists. “Can you open your eyes?”
Izuku slowly lowered his hands — Katsuki still holding on. A large black mark remained where his eyes lay. He tried opening his eyes and loudly hissed, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “Yo, bakubro what did you do to Midoriya?” Kirishima could be faintly heard from the back.
“I-I don’t know! I didn’t mean to hurt him, I didn’t even realize his face was right there when I used my quirk!” Katsuki panicked.
“Dude if he can’t even open his eyes, bring him to Recovery Girl. Now!” Kirishima urged, sounding pretty serious.
Katsuki suddenly grabbed Izuku bridal style and rushed him to the med bay. Where he saw Recovery Girl talking with a beat up student from another class.