Todoroki startled awake, his heterochromic eyes snapping open while his body involuntarily sat up. He took deep, shuddering breaths with his head between his knees and his hands running through his hair. Once he stopped shaking, Todoroki glanced at the alarm clock next to him. 4:27 AM it read. Wednesday. He sighed and uncurled himself, returning to the position he had been in before he had been woken up, noting the thin coat of frost that coated the right side of his futon. Wednesday was steadily becoming Todoroki's least favorite day of the week. It seemed like everything happened to him during the middle of the week, whether it be spilling his water in the common area or a villain attack closing the roads he needed to walk on. This Wednesday, it seemed, was no exception. Rolling onto his left side he closed his eyes, not particularly hoping to get more shuteye, but to block out the slowly awakening world around him. He pressed his hand to his still rapidly beating heart, willing it to calm down the way it usually did after nightmares. Today it didn't because it was a Wednesday.

Letting out a soft groan he rolled off his futon and stood on wobbly legs. He walked over to the joint bathroom himself, Sero, and Satou shared. His heart still felt off, it wasn't beating as fast as it had been before, but now it seemed to be skipping beats, then rushing to catch up, which wasn't overly concerning, just uncomfortable. His slightly shaky legs and arms didn't do much to quell his concern. Todoroki glanced into the mirror, noting the dark circle underneath his right eye. He reached up to the left side of his face, brushing long fingers against the edge of his scar. It looked even more prominent due to his already pale skin being a few shades lighter. Sickly, Todoroki thought, as he stared at himself in the mirror. It wasn't often he let himself take in his appearance; he usually didn't care enough to do so anyway, but today was different. It was a Wednesday. So, he continued to peer into the mirror, gazing at his dual colored hair, noticing how the red and white strands mixed in the middle due to his prominent bedhead. Todoroki always thought of himself as less than appealing appearance wise. Being split down the middle was a look few could pull off, and if that wasn't hard enough, Todoroki couldn't recall anyone who could make a large burn scar over their eye look remotely bearable. Pretty boy is what his female and even a few of his male classmates called him. Todoroki scoffed. It was a cruel joke, but it wasn't worth his time to address. He knew what he was, and it didn't matter anyways.

The door slammed open, causing Todoroki to aggressively flinch and turn his head towards the door. Sero stood in the door frame, a towel slung over his shoulder. "Todoroki, dude, what are you doing up so early?" He asked closing the door with, thankfully, less force than he had opened it with.

How long had he been standing here? Generally, if his memory could be trusted right now, Todoroki recalled that Sero usually gets up around 6:00 AM, but that couldn't be right. That would mean the he had been standing in front of the mirror for about an hour and a half. Sero must've gotten an early start. That was it. There was no way Todoroki spent that long caught in his mind.

"Todoroki, dude, you go-"

"What time is it?" Todoroki asked, in his usual deadpanned voice.

Sero walked and stood beside him and plucked his toothbrush out of the cabinet over the sink. "Uh around 6:00, maybe a little later? 6:10 maybe." Todoroki nodded, and returned his gaze back towards the mirror, although he wasn't looking anymore. A silent minute ticked by. Sero cleared his throat, drawing Todoroki's attention to him. "You ok, man. You seem kinda off."

"I'm fine." Todoroki answered before copying Sero and pulling his toothbrush out of the cabinet over the middle sink. Sero nodded but didn't look completely convinced. This isn't what Todoroki needed. He needed Sero to be convinced, because if he wasn't, he would definitely alert others who would then either come to Todoroki directly or report him to Aizawa. It was Wednesday and he couldn't deal with that today. He would just have to try to play it off and fool Sero before he left the bathroom.

Todoroki rinsed him mouth out, flushing out all toothpaste that was left behind. "Are you looking forward to training today?"

Sero side eyed Todoroki, before answering. "I guess. I mean working on our special attacks should be cool." Todoroki hummed in agreement. "Sorry but I gotta ask, are you sure you're ok?"

Todoroki bowed his head, his hands gripping the edge of the counter, as his heart uncomfortably skipped yet another beat. So much for playing it off. He readjusted standing up straighter and rolling his shoulders back, trying to look as confident as he could for someone in rumpled pajamas. "What makes you think I'm not ok?"

"You seem, I don't know how to describe it." Sero paused thinking. "You seem far away. Like you're here physically, but mentally you seem kina checked out?" Todoroki stared at him, his eyes as unexpressive and cold as they could be. He almost felt bad as Sero crumpled under his gaze. "I mean I could be wrong or whatever. I was just concerned for you."

"I'm fine. There's no need for concern." Todoroki returned his toothbrush and left the bathroom, nearly plowing into Satou as he made his escape. He felt the taller boy's eyes on his back as Todoroki retreated back into his room. He closed the door and let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. He gently pressed his forehead against the door, appreciating the smoothness of the wood. Flashbacks of his nightmare played back behind his closed eyes. His mother with a tea kettle, here eyes full of fear as whipped her head around.

Todoroki opened his eyes, feeling a slight phantom pain over his scar. He resisted the urge to pouch the puckered skin as he walked further into his room to get ready for the day. Everything was a blur. When did he put on his tie? How come his shirt was already buttoned? Have his socks always been on his feet? It didn't matter Todoroki told himself. Just get a grip. He tried to shake the fogginess out of his head as he tucked his trembling hands into his pockets.

Suddenly he was in the common room. He mentally scolded himself. He needed to sort out whatever was making him so detached. He clenched his fists in his pockets. Maybe pain would ground him Todoroki reasoned as he felt his nails digging into his palms.

"Good morning Todoroki. How did you sleep?"

Todoroki startled a bit but was able to keep his external composure. "Ah Momo, good morning." He could trust Momo to be gentle with him in the morning, as she respected that he wasn't quite a morning person. "I slept well enough, how about yourself?"

Momo smiled at him, but there was something else behind it. What it was Todoroki couldn't quite put his finger on. Perhaps he needed more practice in socialization, he had thought he was getting better, but maybe that wasn't the case. "Well, thank you. Would you like to walk to class together?"

Any other day Todoroki would have answered yes without much hesitation, but not today. Today was Wednesday. He felt off. He wouldn't be the reason Momo couldn't pay attention in class today. He wouldn't let his problems tie her down. However, if he acted out of the norm and declined she would definitely know something was wasn't completely right.

By the time he checked back into reality, Momo's brows were furrowed and she was biting her bottom lip, the way she did when she was troubled. "It's ok if you don't want to, I just figured I'd ask."

"I'd love to," Todoroki gave a small smile before continuing, "I just didn't have breakfast yet."

Before Momo could respond, Iida sped walked over to him waving his hands in the air. "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day! I advise that you have at least a piece of fruit before you leave for class."

Todoroki heard someone mumble "Jeeze, how is he like that this early in the morning". He turned towards Iida and nodded before returning his attention back to Momo. "You can head over without me if you want."

"Alright, I'll see you in class then." She told him. She gave him an encouraging smile and nod before walking across the room to Jiro and sparking up a conversation.

Todoroki grabbed an orange from the fruit basket on the dining table and sat down. He tried to still his slightly trembling hands, annoyed that his nerves still haven't calmed down yet. He happened to look up at Momo and Jiro, who were whispering to each other. The topic of their conversation must have been problematic as both girls appeared slightly anxious. It wasn't until Todoroki's eyes met both Momo's and Jiro's that he realized what they were talking about. They were talking about him. He barely had one conversation With Momo and he was already causing not just her problems, but also Jiro. Broke the awkward eye contact as he rose and left the common room.

He didn't remember starting the walk over to class, but the next thing he knew he was halfway to the building. What was happening to him? Of course nightmares were a nuisance and while it was true that they affected him more than he'd like to admit, the effects usually wore off within thirty minutes. Yet today his hands were still shaking, his legs still felt like jello, his heart was still stuttering, and his mind was still a huge mess. All this because it just had to be Wednesday. He would just have to try harder Todoroki decided. Put more effort into looking like he was fine, put more effort into thinking, and put even more effort into pretending that he was ok. After all he's been through worse, this would be a walk in the park, or at least that's what he told himself anyway.