[It's been a long day for Bakugo. People he didn't recognize came in and cried over him being awake again, offered him words of encouragement, and acted as though they had to walk on eggshells when they talked to him. He learned very quickly they were his parents, and his homeroom teacher, and he tried his best to act like he knew them but.. it was all very confusing. It felt familiar but at the same time, he couldn't for the life of him remember who any of them were, or what had happened to him, what he'd been doing before he got injured.
So far, no one really knew about his amnesia thanks to him being mostly silent beyond a few nods. But he knew they'd have to learn about it eventually and the thought made him feel kind of guilty, honestly. He tried not to think about it.... but that was quickly ruined when a green haired boy peeks into the room, looking nervous and referring him as "Kacchan."
What the hell was that?]
....hey.
[He gives Deku a short, raspy reply. One that isn't malicious or angry as he might be used to, but rather he just seems really out of it instead.]
how Dare You(tm)
So far, no one really knew about his amnesia thanks to him being mostly silent beyond a few nods. But he knew they'd have to learn about it eventually and the thought made him feel kind of guilty, honestly. He tried not to think about it.... but that was quickly ruined when a green haired boy peeks into the room, looking nervous and referring him as "Kacchan."
What the hell was that?]
....hey.
[He gives Deku a short, raspy reply. One that isn't malicious or angry as he might be used to, but rather he just seems really out of it instead.]