How Do You Say 'Concussion' in Japanese? (Hye-Rin + Rin)

There was a lot of expectations leading to that moment.

Hye-Rin had wanted for little in life, being taught from her father that wishing for more than she can carry on her own is greedy. So, being content with what she had for so long, it was definitely a change to come to U.A. There were people much more power-hungry and determined that she was, and it left her feeling a bit downtrodden when the realization hit her.

How could she be a hero if she couldn't protect herself?

All the Korean had was her Quirk, and that couldn't even be used in combat. Sure, the hours she spent every Wednesday with her martial arts instructor kept telling her she was improving, but there was no way to tell. Hopelessness is all she felt, and it was this that drove her to the obstacle course to train for the Sports Festival.

The flower pot had thought she was alone, and went through the first part of the course thinking it so. When it came to the second part of the course- a twenty foot rock wall that you had to climb over to advance- the whole idea of heroism was becoming a bit daunting. She signed up to protect people, not scale a wall!

Still, she did it anyway. One limb after the other, she'd hoist herself up out of the will to develop as a student of U.A., beads of sweat forming on her brow and forehead,"How do they... expect students... to do this?" A complaint would leave her lips as she persevered, the gas in her tank running on empty when she finally made it to the top to take a seat. Throwing it over to the other side, she'd rest there for a while to catch her breath. Heights had never frightened her, so sitting atop somewhere so high was fine in her book. It wasn't until she attempted the trip down that she faced problems.

While trying to position herself on the wall better to climb down, her foot had gotten stuck on it's path to the other side of the wall. It sent the poor girl, who didn't expect to injure herself that badly, flying from the rock wall and straight to the ground underneath her.

Though she'd hoped for her arms to take the brunt of the damage, which they did take a bit, it was her forehead that hit the floor with a loud THUD. A jolt of pain immediately surged through her head and sent a wave of chills through her whole body as she rolled onto her back, clutching her head,"Not good-" She managed to get out, before sitting up to hold her head in between her knees. Her Quirk should have kicked on it's own in by now, but the buds remained as they were. The fuzziness in her head would be the culprit, but she couldn't bother to notice with the amount of pain she was in. It was a headache on steroids, and her head was throbbing.

She hadn't even noticed the blood until she brought a hand away from her head, droplets falling onto the space in between her legs. Her hand was covered in the stuff, but one hand suddenly turned into three as her vision started acting funny.

"Help-" Her voice was rough and cracked, a hole beginning to grow in her stomach as the realization hit her- no one was coming. It was her punishment for coming to train alone, and that would be the last punishment she would feel. Along with, of course, the excruciating pain that was all she could feel.

And so, she sat, slowly accepting how stupid she was for thinking that someone like her could be a hero.