Everything was perfect (Until it wasn't)

A new beginning

Midoriya sat on his desk attempting to do homework. He knew it was a lost cause though. Ever since Todoroki had a seizure during class, his mind had been all over the place. He could tell Aizawa sensei was worried too when he came to the dorms to give him and his classmates an update on Todoroki's condition, by the way he subconsciously bit his lip.

Midoriya wondered if Todoroki would be okay. He hoped so. He hated seeing Todoroki hurting and not being able to do anything about it. He wondered what all might would do.

Midoriya abruptly stood up, giving up on his homework.

Aizawa would understand, right?

Besides, he'll probably be too busy with Todoroki to remember he even assigned any homework. Midoriya paced around his room, deciding to distract himself by thinking of heroes, and combat strategies.

Just then, there was a knock on his door. Midoriya stopped pacing and went to get. He was very surprised to see a worried Uraraka standing on the other side of the door.

" Ur-uraraka!" He said, his cheeks turning a dark shade of red.

A girl was at his dorm room!

" Uh, hey Deku, I just wanted to check on you to see if you were okay. You left the common without telling anyone when Aizawa-sensei left so I was kinda worried. I hope I wasn't interrupting anything."

" Oh, sorry about that. I didn't mean to worry you. I was just... Worried about Todoroki. I hope he's okay."

Uraraka nodded sadly. " We should visit him when he wakes up, and give him a gift!" She said, " That way, when he wakes up, he'll immediately be consumed by good vibes!"

Deku nodded excitedly, suddenly filled with determination. " We should go to the mall with the rest of the class to buy the stuff we need."

Uraraka agreed, and the both raced downstairs to tell the rest of the class.

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With Shota Aizawa

" Todoroki, what do you mean you can't move?" Aizawa said when he snapped out of his initial shock. Todoroki choked on his spit as he tried to sob out an answer, coughing and sputtering. Aizawa panicked, sitting the boy up and gently patted him on the back hoping it would help the poor boy clear his airways. Recovery girl gently held the boy's hand stroking his knuckles. " Breath dear, breath." Recovery girl soothed, exaggerating her breath so the boy could copy. Shoto eventually did, breathing slow and evenly. " Aizawa, go get him some water." Recovery girl ordered gently. Aizawa nodded, grabbed a plastic cup from the stack on recovery girl's desk and walked out into the hallway to fill it up with the water from the fountain. There were plenty of students out, since the school day wasn't over, and he was sure they had heard Todoroki's cry. Aizawa hoped the students wouldn't talk about it. He would hate Todoroki to be embarrassed. Though from what Todoroki had said about not being able to move that would be the least of his worries.