'Jirou-chan 'will be alright, won 't she? ' Hagakure mumbled worriedly.

The three U.A students stood by the wall, nervously watching the doctor work on Jirou who was laid across the table. Her legs and arms were raised with random items they gathered to keep her limbs up so her blood flow would be concentrated around her torso.

Midoriya and Shouji didn 't answer Hagakure 's question. They couldn 't. The three of them just stared at Jirou, as if her eyes would suddenly pop open at any moment.

'Geeze, you people are acting as if she 's already dead, ' the little blonde girl huffed with her hands on her hips, conceitedly looking up at the three older kids.

'Oh no! That 's not it 'we 're just a bit worried! ' Hagakure tried to explain, though no one could see what expression or gesture she was making.

They all had been so worried about Jirou that they had forgotten about the young girl!