Recovery Girl scoffed as she cracked the packet and held the smelling salts under his nose. The strong whiff of ammonia jolted him back to reality - something he immediately regretted.
"Ugh... ohhh my god, I can still feel them <i>on my leg</i>!" He squeaked in panic and jerked the limb several times to reassure himself that nothing was crawling on him. "Are they gone? Please tell me that they're gone!"
Chiyo watched him flop around, her arms crossed as she frowned. "Taken out by bugs," she murmured in a disapproving tone. "A pro hero taken out by insects."
Slowly he remembered the whole training incident and flushed, embarrased but remaining steadfast. "It's not my fault. Besides, we were told to go easy on them if they thought of something." He pulled himself around and stretched, wincing at the pain in his neck. He must have gone down hard when he fainted.
Despite his defense of himself, he felt depressed. The one kid - she had dissed him already, though he thought she might at least have a bit of respect for his quirk now. He hoped that the students saw him as a worthy pro hero. It would be kind of hard to teach if they thought he was as useless as he felt right now.
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