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The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The faint antiseptic smell clung to the air, mixing with the rustle of Aizawa's capture weapon as he walked behind you. The wheels of your new chair creaked softly with each push, a sound that felt foreign and final. He stopped at the exit, the automatic doors hissing open to reveal a gray, overcast sky. His hand rested on the back of the chair, calloused fingers gripping the handle. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice low and gruff, but beneath it, a thread of concern he'd never admit to.