Ejiro's POV:

The moment I heard the thump, I ran into Bakugo's room. Thankfully it was open and unlocked. So I hurried inside calling his name but I never got a respond at all. My heart was about to break. I was soo scared and I was holding my breath the entire time till I saw him.

Me: BAKUGO!

Nothing.

Me: NO! You can't leave me!

I saw his body there on the ground. His eyes were a bit open but I knew he wouldn't be able to understand me. Still it hurt seeing him like this and my tears were falling down onto his face as I held his body.

Panic was all I knew at this moment.

SHIT!

SHIT SHIT!

Me: Hold on! Please!

Without thinking twice, I grabbed his hand and immediately looked at the wounds. I had to safe him. There was no way I could actually inform people about this. He wouldn't want it. I knew that much so when I grabbed his body, I quickly hurried and tried to find a way to help him out. First thing I did was putting him on his bed before running out of the room into my own room.

There was a small medical kit I had witch everything which I prepared in case something like this would happen. Once I grabbed it, I ran back to his room, locking the door and throwing everything from inside that kit on the floor.

Where is it?

I need it right now?

Where the fuck is it?

Me: Please hold on.

My tears were making it hard to see and my shaky hands were not making anything better. Thanks to that it took me some time to find that little stick I specially order and immediately put it under Bakugo's nose.

It was a special something that would make him gag. That thing was smelling disgustingly and it worked wonders. Had to specially order this thing and it was used to get people back to their senses once they fall unconsciously.

Thankfully it worked since he immediately threw up and of course I helped him not even carrying that it all went on the ground right next to his bed. At this point, I was glad the floors in the dorm system were woods and he didn't had any rug at all.

After that was done, I grabbed the needle and a threat and immediately stiched up the deeper wounds he had as well as made sure the wounds stopped bleeding. Now all I could do was pray he would wake up.

Please!

I can't live like this.

I can't have any person die in my life more!

Life!

Survive!

Please!

For now all I could do was sit on the floor, lay on his bed with my arms and head and hold his hand. I was certainly not about to leave his room till he would wake up. This was how I spend the night as well as the next day tending to him and cleaning up the mess in his room.

Thankfully he was still breathing and that meant he was alive. The worse part was that he had a fever now and I was doing everything I could even staying up not even getting any kind of sleep to make sure I was there for him.

How could I sleep in this situation anyways?

My love was there and tried to die?

No.

I couldn't sleep. I would never forgive myself if he was about to die without anyone beside him. I wanted him to know I was there for him after all.

Me: Please *sniff* Please... wake up *sniff* I can't lose another dear person to me!

3 days.

That was how long I texted everyone that we were sick.

It was for 3 days that I stayed up without any sleep.

AND it was for 3 days that he didn't wake up.

At the end, I was too exhausted to stay up any longer and fell asleep sitting on the ground carrying for him.

Please...

Wake up...

I'll do anything for you....

I will give you my life....

Please just wake up Kat...

Wake... up...