Mr. Kan, the teacher for Class B carried Monoma to Recovery Girl's office. I was frozen in terror. My quirk nearly killed him! All of my classmates and the remaining Class B students approached me gently. I saw flickers of fear in some of their eyes and turned and bolted out of the gym, running as fast as my legs would carry me.

"AMY!" My classmates and several of the teachers yelled after me worriedly as I ran away.

A moment later something moving faster than I was able to perceive flew past me and suddenly Iida was in front of me. A panicked squeal escaped me as he seemed to appear out of nowhere and I gasped as he caught me with ease and lifted me off my feet. "A-ah! Iida, what are you doing?!" I squeaked as he swept me into his arms.

"Sorry, Amy." He apologized politely as he made a move to carry me back to the others.

"No, Iida, please, I can't face everyone right now." I sniffled, "let me go."

He paused and looked down at me. His gaze fell on the tears clinging to my cheeks and he began to feel conflicted. "I think it's best for you to be around your friends and classmates right now."

"I don't think it's safe for me to be around anyone right now." I cried.

He hesitated as everyone started to run toward us.

"Please." I begged him.

Reluctantly he set me on my feet. "Make sure you're back in the dorm by curfew." He said in his stern class rep voice.

"Thanks Iida." I threw my arms around him in a quick hug before turning and bolting away as fast as I could.

Iida intercepted everyone who'd tried to follow me and must have convinced them to give me some time alone as no one came after me. I didn't stop running. My body ached but I couldn't stop running. I had no idea where I was running to, I just felt the need to run. I somehow made it to the main campus. As I turned a corner I nearly smacked into an upperclassman with messy dark indigo hair, tired indigo hued eyes and pointed ears. I let out a squeal of terror as we almost collided and hurriedly dropped to my knees, throwing my hands up over my head. As I let out a scream, the upperclassmen simultaneously let out a panicked yelp and I thought I heard him also drop to the ground.

I slowly chanced a peek through my fingers to see that the upperclassmen was also cowering in terror. Realizing my reaction to him had been horribly rude and I'd somehow given him a fright as well, I felt awful. "...um...Senpai?"

He peered through his fingers at me and I saw a look of awe cross his face as he realized I'd had the exact same terrified reaction to him as he'd had to me. Slowly he got to his feet and extended a hand to me to help me up. My hands were trembling still shaken up from everything that had happen in such a short amount of time. I hesitantly placed my hand in his and let him help me to my feet.

"Sorry." We both blurted simultaneously once we were both on our feet.

The upperclassmen's face flushed a little at this before he looked me over. His tired indigo eyes widened as he noticed the tears clinging to my cheeks. "Are you okay?" He asked somewhat nervously as he extended a handkerchief to me.

I nodded as I accepted the handkerchief with a blush and tried to dry my tears.

He frowned, not believing me, but didn't press me further for information which I was grateful. He went to sit on a nearby bench, waiting for me to calm down. I was so drained and exhausted from my talk with Mr. Aizawa and everything that happened with Monoma and my quirk I didn't think I had the energy to talk anymore. Once I'd finally managed to calm myself down, I shyly joined him on the bench. I thought about handing him his handkerchief back but it was now soaked with my tears. I had no idea what to do and stared down at the now wet handkerchief unsure of what to say.

He glanced over at me, looking uncomfortable with the situation as well. As if sensing what I was fretting over he spoke up while avoiding making eye contact, "you can keep it, you might need it again."

I felt my cheeks redden at this, "thanks, Senpai."

"...Tamaki Amajiki..." He murmured nervously still avoiding looking at me.

I smiled, his shy and somewhat awkward personality was calming. "Amelia Takada." I bowed my head politely, "but you can call me Amy, if you like."

His dark indigo eyes finally met my gaze and I offered him a warm smile. His face flushed with color and for the briefest of moments he squinted as if he were seeing something too bright. I noticed his arm twitch as if he'd been about to raise it to shield his eyes. Curiously I glanced behind me to see if the sunlight was reflecting off one of the school windows in a weird way that might blind him but I didn't see anything.

"Everything okay, Amajiki-senpai?" I asked curiously.

"...so bright..." He murmured and averted his gaze once more.

He did look tired, maybe he was just really sensitive to light at the moment. I noticed some practice mats lying next to a storage shed nearby and focused on them. They levitated into the air and zoomed toward us to create some shade, "does that help?"

Tamaki looked up at the mats floating above us. A faint smile spread across his lips. "You're really nice." He glanced over at me and I smiled. "...and bright..." His gaze flicked down to the bandages on my neck, arms and legs and his smile fell, "and bleeding." He frowned and got to his feet before offering me a hand.

"Ah, it's okay, Amajiki-senpai-." I tried to protest but his frown deepened and I placed my hand in his. He gently pulled me to my feet and the mats returned to where I'd found them as he steered me in the direction of Recovery Girl's office. "Sorry for troubling you." I bowed my head.

"...It's fine..." He murmured from behind me as he continued steering me toward Recovery Girl's office. "I don't mind because you're bright and nice, like Mirio...and I don't have to think of you as a potato to talk to you."

"H-huh?" I turned to look at him.

"It's hard to talk to people, so I try to imagine them as potatoes so I can talk to them...it doesn't always work." He admitted shyly while staring down at the ground.

I realized a moment too late with him staring at the ground and me looking back at him, neither of us was looking where we were going and my foot hit the edge of the steps leading to the school. I toppled forward with a panicked squeak. Strange red tentacles suddenly encircled me careful not to come into contact with any of my bandages. They gently caught me and righted me. I turned to see where they had come from and realized it was Amajiki.

"Thanks for saving me, Amajiki-senpai." I smiled.

His face reddened and the tentacles disappeared, "it was my fault, I should have been watching where we were going."

"There you are." A familiar voice sounded from behind us causing us both to nearly jump out of our skin. We turned and spotted Mr. Aizawa. He looked at us curiously for a moment. "Amajiki?"

Amajiki froze up and his voice became so quiet I couldn't hear him as he made some kind of response. I wondered if he was currently trying to picture Mr. Aizawa as a potato and realized that wasn't helping him at all.

Not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable any longer I came to his rescue and gave him an escape, "thanks for helping me, Amajiki-senpai, I'll be alright now."

His tired indigo eyes fell on me and widened a little as I offered him a bright smile. He nodded looking a little more flustered than before, "take care, Amy." He said so quietly I almost hadn't heard him before he scurried away quickly.

Mr. Aizawa watched him go for a moment before looking to me, "you managed to get him to talk to you without hiding, that's impressive."

I wondered if it had something to do with the fact that I'd also hidden as soon as I'd nearly ran into him earlier. Maybe since we'd hid from each other he felt like I was a kindred spirit. I lowered my gaze wondering if I was in trouble for running away.

"You alright?" Mr. Aizawa asked.

"I'm sorry for running away."

"It doesn't matter so long as you're alright." Mr. Aizawa offered me an arm to lean on.

I nodded as I reached a shaky hand out to accept his help.

Mr. Aizawa looked to the blood seeping from my bandages and frowned.

I clung to the handkerchief Amajiki had given me and chewed on my lower lip as I struggled to ask a question I feared the answer to, "...is Monoma okay?"

"We can find out together." He escorted me up the steps to the school and we headed to Recovery Girl's office together.

I was terrified of the state we'd find Monoma in. Was he going to be okay? Would he hate me now? What if my quirk had killed him?! Mr. Aizawa looked over at me as my thoughts began to spiral into darkness.

"Amy, calm down." He shook me from my dark dwindling thoughts and brought me back to reality.

All the doors and windows in the hall were rattling as I'd started to lose control of my quirk. The building groaned in protest as if it were about to be lifted off the ground. I hurriedly took a few deep breaths and tried to calm myself down. "...sorry..."

Mr. Aizawa sighed, "it's not your fault. You should stop blaming yourself." He was talking about what happened with Monoma.

I shook my head, "I think deep down I knew it would hurt him, I should have been more vigilant or tried to explain it to him...I should have done more."

"It's not your fault. He'd been warned more than once. It was his own doing." He reassured me and gave me time to collect myself.

Once I was sure I wasn't going to accidentally launch the school into orbit, I nodded to Mr. Aizawa and we continued on our way. As we got to Recovery Girl's office, I heard Mr. Kan's voice, it sounded like he was scolding someone. Did that mean Monoma was alive?! I let go of Mr. Aizawa's arm and bolted for Recovery Girl's office.

The door flew open on its own nearly flying off its hinges as my quirk went berserk and I darted into the room. Monoma was lying on the bed nearest me, sitting upright wrapped in bandages. Mr. Kan, Recovery Girl and Monoma all jumped in alarm as I burst through the door. I took one look at Monoma seeming to be alive, healthy and as surly as ever and choked on a sob.

"I didn't kill you!" I cried and threw my arms around him relieved to see that he was alright.

"Good grief." Monoma groaned in disgust and tried to shove me away from him, "get off of me, Princess."

I broke down sobbing as relief washed over me. He was alive!

"Seriously, what is wrong with you?" Monoma growled as he tried again, to no avail, to shove me away. "It was my fault, quit your crying already." He tried to shake me off before giving up with a sigh and reluctantly hugging me back, "there, now will you get off of me?"

I shakily released him from my hold and offered him a teary smile, "I'm happy you're okay."

His periwinkle eyes widened, "why-?" His gaze flicked down to the blood now staining the sheets around him and his fresh shirt from where my now opened wounds had come into contact with him, "your wounds opened back up."

"From trying to catch you." Mr. Kan pointed and I saw a brief flicker of guilt darken Monoma's gaze before he threw me a scornful look, though it lacked the usual bitterness it usually held.

"Seriously, Princess, you're too much." He huffed.

Mr. Aizawa put an arm around me as if he knew I might collapse at any moment, "Recovery Girl, could you take a look at Amy?"

Recovery Girl offered me a warm matronly smile, "of course, come along, Amy dear." She ushered me over to the other bed and pulled the curtain closed for privacy so she could tend to my healing wounds.

Mr. Aizawa and Mr. Kan lectured Monoma for a little longer before taking their leave. Recovery Girl told Monoma he was free to go. Only a few of the cuts had needed to be bandaged the rest were able to be healed by Recovery Girl's healing quirk.

Recovery Girl changed my bandages and gave me a small boost with her quirk careful not to overdo it before telling me to rest a little bit. She returned to her desk to take care of some paperwork while I settled onto the bed for a quick power nap.

When I woke, Recovery Girl said I was free to go and told me not to overdo it. I thanked her and exited her office. It was now late. The sun was starting to set. I hurried out of the school wanting to make it back to the dorm before it got dark. As I reached the exit, I found my path blocked by an annoyed looking Monoma.

"Monoma?"

He folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the door leading outside, blocking my escape. "What's wrong with you, Princess?"

"Huh?"

"Why did you cry for me?" He grumbled.

"I was worried you'd been really hurt." I said softly.

"Why?!"

"I don't want you to get hurt." I said simply.

"...that's ridiculous..." he kicked at the floor with his shoe looking conflicted.

"I'm really glad you're okay, Monoma. I'm sorry my quirk hurt you." I bowed my head apologetically.

He flicked me on the back of the head, "don't apologize!"

I rubbed the now aching spot on my head and looked up at him curiously.

He folded his arms across his chest, "I'm only going to say this once, if you tell anyone I will deny it and it's never happening again, got it?" He snapped.

I had no idea what he meant but nodded so he'd continue with what he had to say.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled before averting his gaze, "you're not a weakling, your quirk is terrifying and I have no idea how you can handle it." He cleared his throat and met my gaze and standing taller with his usual smug look, though it still lacked some of his usual bite, "don't think this changes anything, you're still an annoying spoiled crybaby princess and there is no way I'm joining your stupid knights just because you tried to save me and now I feel indebted to you or anything!" He snapped before turning around and exiting out the door he'd been blocking.

I blinked and stared after him for a moment not entirely sure what had just happened before smiling faintly, maybe this meant Monoma and I could be friends. My smile fell as I realized the sun had almost completely set and the streetlights on campus were now lit. It was nearly dark!

"Oh no." I whimpered as I exited the school. It was still a ten-minute walk back to my dorm in my current condition. I didn't want to walk alone in the dark! Just as I was about to panic, a hand fell on my shoulder scaring me half to death. I let out an unflattering squeal and tried to run. Whoever had caught me kept me from running without much effort and I heard a familiar rich laugh that instantly calmed me. I turned and my heart skipped a beat in my chest, "Hitoshi!"

"Hey, Princess Scaredy Cat what are you doing out of the castle so late?" He chuckled.

"I was seeing Recovery Girl, but now it's dark." I admitted with a blush.

Shinso offered me his arm and a charming smile, "and princesses are scared of the dark?" He mused.

I nodded and accepted his arm.

"As a recently inducted knight, I guess I have to make sure you get back to the castle safely." He teased me as he pulled me close, draping his arm gently across my shoulders offering me comfort and support.

His teasing was calming and I found myself able to relax as I leaned against him for support. "Thanks, Hitoshi."

"Rough day?" He pondered as we slowly made our way to the dorms.

I nodded before smiling up at him, "but it's much better now."

"Jeez Princess Scaredy Cat, way to tug at the heartstrings." He squeezed me gently.