Denki POV

My eyes flutter open to the bright lights of what I assume is a hospital. What happened? The last thing I remember is walking out on the streets and then...

Memories begin to flood back to me. The wave of nostalgia overwhelms me and I begin softly crying.

It isn't long before I notice a few of the pro heroes that had been at the scene were also there.

"Are you alright?" The tired one asks in a monotone voice. I give a simple nod and try to be as polite as possible. If I mess up at all, they might hurt me like mommy and daddy did.

The black clothed hero reaches out towards my  forehead, I scrunch up quickly and yell, "Please, no! Please, please, please, please..." I whimpered. He was defiantly going to smack me! He looked surprised and I thought he would defiantly yell at me for being weak.

"Let me take you temperature, kid," he began, "you look white as a ghost. Calm down. I'm not going to hurt you." He puts his hand gently on my forehead, "Crap, you're burning up." You stated plainly. I suddenly begin to feel woozy like I'm going to throw up, but I try to keep it in.

He suddenly looked like he regretted every life decision as a blond man runs in and yells, "BURNING UP. BURNING UP. FOR YOU BABY." I was so surprised that I accidentally vomited all over the floor. The emo hero glare to the blond and I feel guilt. I start sobbing.

"See what you've done, Hizashi, you've made the kid cry."

"I-It's not that" I say as I choke through tears, "Now you hate each other because of me. It's all my fault."

Hizashi looked concerned and then boldly stated, "Yo, it's all cool, You did nothing wrong kid. Here watch" He then begins kissing the other hero, "We can do more demonstrations of our love if you want-" He was then cut off and pushed away by his lover.

"I love you, but you're too much sometimes". He sighed and looked back at me, "Anyways, what's your name, kid? I'm Eraser, but you can call me Aizawa."

"O-Ok... My name is Denki Kaminari".

Hizashi then spoke at the normal loud volume, "Bro, what's your quirk?"

Sweat drips down my face as fear fills every inch of my body. They seem to like me now, but will they if they know how my quirk works?