You feel something soft touch your back as the person carrying you set you down. It was a lot more comfy than the hard cement like thing you were on earlier. Your head sank into something super soft and cozy.
"Recovery Girl!" You hear the voice say.
Footsteps. Then, "Yes, yes, I'm coming." It sounded like an old lady voice, sweet, kind, and loving like a grandmother..... whatever that was.
Something slightly dried out touched your cheek and all your pain instantly went away. "That should do the trick."
"Thank you, Recovery Girl."
"Mhm now leave, she is still in a coma and needs to rest. If she doesnt wake up in the next five days... she is a lot worse off then we thought."
"Alright, Recovery Girl. Thank you. " And then you hear a door open and close.... again, whatever that was.

It has been a while, you asumed about a day sence the voice of that boy came back.
"Hey, miss." He said. "How are you? I hope your not in pain. I cant wait until you wake up." He paused, then something tilted the platform you were on near your thighs and something soft and warm touch your hand. You tried to pull away to no avail, you just couldn't move.
"Recovery Girl says that me talking to you will help you stay conscious. Well, as conscious as it gets for now..." the thing then lifted your hand and something soft and slightly damp touched your hand.(it was a kiss, calm down y'all who have dirty minds.) "Please, get well soon." The voice then said and he left.

Its been about a week, and still no progress. The boy kept coming back to visit and talk to you, and you enjoyed his company. You wished you could talk to him as well, but you were still in a coma. But even though... you felt like you were more and more conscious every day.

You and the boy were hanging out... sort of.... when he started to make a weird sound. You didnt know what it was, but it made you wanna do the same.(crying)
"Why.... why cant you wake up? I want you to be ok! But in only a few more days... p-please.... just wake up!!"
You felt something that you asumed were his arms wrap around you. You were lifted up and he held you close.
He continued the weird sound, and your eyes watered up and something wet fell from your eye, down your face and off.
He moved you and wiped the wetness away. "Y-you can cry in a coma?..." he thought out loud to himself.
He then pulled you close again and went back to the weird noise.
"I wish I could have come to save you sooner..." he said through the noise.
But then.... you felt it... your hand twitched!! You twiched your hand more and more, trying to show him you arent leaving anytime soon. But he didn't notice.
You decided to try and open your eyes, and your eyelids twitched!! You slowly opened your eyes only to close them again due to everything being really bright and white. You blinked a few times until your eyes adjusted. You could see!!!
You seemed to be in a room with some weird things.... you didn't know what any of it was. You lifted your hand and rubbed your eyes, and the boy noticed.
He turned you to face him and you looked into his beutiful emerald green eyes... they were like an angels...
Something clear fell from his eyes, and down his reddish face and fell. "Your awake!!!" He said... a bit too loudly for your likings and he pulled you close again, nearly suffocating you in his chest.
"Hmmmph!" You say trying to escape his grasp.
"Oh!" He said. "I apologize, miss!" He let go of you and you got a better look of him. He had fluffy green hair, four freckles on each cheek and pale skin. He had a light redish blackish ring around his eyes from the clear things that fell from his eyes. His smile was kind, and a little goofy.
"By the way, whats your name?" He asked.
You looked at him, confused. "Whats a name?"
He looked at you in shock."what everyone calles you? You know, a name!"
"What people.... call me?" You looked at him with an innocent look on your face.
"Uh... yeah? What do I call you?"
"Well, you've been calling me miss." You say.
"But thats not your name, silly!!"
"Oh" you thought for a moment. Then, you looked up at him. "You can name me."
He was startled at this. "W-what? Didn't your mom name you?"
"Whats a mom?" You ask.
The sound he made earlier cam back and the clear things fell from his eyes again. "How do you not know what a mom is???"
"What are you doing?" I ask.
He stared at you in complete despair and shock. "How much do you know?"
"I dont know." You shrug.
He pulled you close again and went back to the noise and clear things.

It has been an hour. The boy- Izuku Midoriya, you found out thats what he was called- has been explaining to you everything he could and answered all your questions.
Then, an old lady wearing pink and white and grey came in.
"Oh, hey, Recovery Girl." He said.
"Hello, broccoli. I see your awake, miss?" She said, turning to you.
"Mhm" you say.
"Thats good. Very good indeed. " she then grabbed some sort of equipment. "Now, I need to do a check up on you to see how well you actually are doing. Just because you woke up and probably feel fine doesnt change the fact that you were in a coma just now."

(Time skip to after checkup)

"All righty, you are good to go. You may leave at any moment miss....."
"She doesnt really have a name..." Midoriya said.
Recovery Girl raised an eyebrow. "Then name her yourself, why dont you?"
"H-huh???" Midoriya was startled.
"I gave him permission to earlier but he didnt accept or decline." You stated.
Midoriya gulped. "O-oh... ok..." he thought for a moment. "Oh, I know!!" He suddenly said. "How about..... Michiko Ichika! Because you... uh... " he looked away, slightly flustered. "Look like one thousand beautiful flowers..."
"I like it" you say, smiling.

(Yes, Michiko is the japanese name meaning beutiful and Ichiko means one thousand flowers. Sorry if you dont like it, I was trying to figure out how to make this story work the way I intend it to. Just trust the process, k? ;D )