Deku's sunken eyes scanned the room. This wasn't his room or the hospital room he had been in before. Fuck. Now he remembered, he was in a fucking mental hospital. Overdosing seemed like a good idea at the time and now he was here. He didn't know how long he'll stay or who he would meet.

He looked around to get a view of the room. It was small. A window, a bathroom and a heater. And three beds?

He looked behind him to see two sleeping figures. One was a boy with wavy purple hair. He had dark bags under his eyes and soft looking pale skin. The other was a boy with blond hair. He had somewhat sharp teeth, even growling slightly and even though he was asleep he looked angry.

Deku decided to look outside of his shared room. He opened the door slightly trying not to wake up his roommates. There was a white hallway with other doors, more rooms, more people, a phone and some people standing at the end of the hall. One of them was blond with glasses and the other had long dark hair.

A pillow was thrown at the back of Izuku's head.

"HEY!"

He turned around to see an angry looking blond.

"Shut the fucking door I'm trying sleep shitface!"

"S-sorry," stuttered Izuku.

He shut the door and went back to bed. He lied down on his side, facing the wall. He closed his eyes trying to sleep.

*

" Oh Izuku," said Inko whimpering holding her son's hand as she sat on the side of his bed.

She had been there with him on the ride to the hospital on the ambulance. She had been with him since she found him on the floor looking lifeless and limp. She had cried so much for her son. She knew Izuku would tell her it's nother fault, she had nothing to do with this but still she was his mother. There could've been something more she could've done. She couldn't help but blame herself for what had happened to him.

"I'm sorry I couldn't do more for you honey," she told him while he was still unconscious.

Its been hours before Izuku slowly opened his eyes. He could see his mother holding his hand. Mom. How could he have forgotten that she would be here, probably blaming herself. All he could think was, I'm a terrible son. He could see that her eyes were red and puffy from crying. Oh no. He had made his mother cry. Mom. The women who unconditionally supported him and loved him no matter what anyone else said and he made her cry.

"Mom,"he said, voice cracking,"I'm sorry for being a bad son."

Inko looked at her son. Tears were forming in her eyes. What happened that her precious Izuku ended up like this?

"My baby,"she said crying,"I'm so happy to see your awake."

All they could do was look at each other. Tears started to also form in Izuku's eyes. Now both mother and son were crying. Inko reached over to hug her son as he lay in that hospital bed. Izuku held on to his mother tightly.

Izuku couldn't sleep. He kept tossing and turning in his bed. He sat up. All sorts of thoughts were rushing through his head. What were the people like here, who would he meet, would he ever leave, did anyone ever leave, why were the others here-

Once again another pillow was thrown at him. He looked over to see the same boy from before.

"I'm trying to fucking sleep so quit muttering! It's fucking annoying!" Shit I said all that stuff outloud.

"You should shut up too," said the purple haired boy,"you're going to wake up the entire unit, Katsuki."

So the blond's name is Katsuki. At least he knew one person's name.

"Don't tell me what to do! You sleep deprived eggplant," screamed Katsuki.

The purple haired boy sighed. He got up from his bed and started making his way to the door. Katsuki got even angrier. He yelled at the purple haired boy and followed him out, keeping a close distance. Kinda like a duck that would follow the other. The pair left the room. Now Izuku was left by himself in the room. Completely confused at this point.

He really hoped not everyone was like his roommates or else he wouldn't last a day here or an hour.