Yuka Amane was assigned by pro hero Endeavor to befriend his son, Shoto Todoroki in order for Yuka's powerful quirk of wielding the sun to be merged with Todoroki's fire and ice.
Todoroki thought he had met someone who understood him like none othe...
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Todoroki was the first to notice Yuka's eyelids fluttering open. His gaze met hers, and he offered a small, reassuring nod. "You're awake," he said softly, his voice calm but tinged with a subtle relief that spoke volumes.
Yuka managed a weak smile, though it was more of a grimace due to the persistent ache in her muscles. "Yeah, I guess I am. What happened?" Her voice was raspy, and she winced slightly as she attempted to sit up.
She looked down, raising her hands to see she was wearing light blue robes that matched the other people in the room.
"You took a pretty hard hit," Midoriya said, rising from his chair with a sense of urgency and coming over to her bedside. His eyes were wide with concern, and he looked visibly relieved to see her awake. "Grand Torino arrived just in time. You were out of it when they brought you here."
Yuka slowly adjusted her position, her mind replaying fragments of the night's chaos—the Nomu, her frantic effort to reach Todoroki, and then the disorienting darkness that followed. Her body felt heavy with fatigue, every muscle aching as if she had been put through a rigorous training session. "How's everyone else? Is everyone okay?" she asked, her gaze sweeping around the room.
She looked at her friends, noticing the bandages and slings they wore. Iida was seated with both of his arms in a sling, his face set in a determined expression despite the visible injuries.
"Everyone's alright," Iida said, his voice steady but with a trace of exhaustion. "We are fortunate to have managed to defeat Stain, thanks to Grand Torino's help."
Yuka's eyes traveled back to Iida's wrapped arms. "You don't look alright," she said, her voice filled with concern.
"It's painless, don't worry," Iida reassured her, though his face betrayed a hint of discomfort.
Her attention shifted to Midoriya, who was seated on the other side of the room. His leg was wrapped up, and he gave her a nervous chuckle as she raised an eyebrow at the sight. "I'm alright," he said, trying to sound more cheerful than he felt. "This happens a lot."
Yuka continued to scrutinize him, her concern evident. "You're sure?"
Midoriya gave her a reassuring smile, though it looked a bit strained. "I'm really alright, Amane-san. It's nothing I can't handle."
With a reluctant sigh, Yuka turned her gaze to Todoroki. He was seated next to her bed, his face showing the weariness of the night but no visible injuries. "And you?" she asked, her eyes meeting his.
Todoroki offered a slight shrug, attempting to downplay his own discomfort. "I'm fine. A bit bruised, but nothing serious."
She sighed. "I can't believe a bunch of teenagers took down one of the most wanted villains in the world."
"He wasn't trying to kill me or Todoroki-kun," Midoriya said, shaking his head.
"He wasn't?" Yuka asked, her eyebrows knitting together in confusion.
