"I'm not quite sure why Sir hired you." Mirio said, walking forward.

Midoriya had the same reaction, glancing at his upperclassmen. Yukika huffed, wearing an all bodysuit, armour padding on the torso and legs of the suit. She had fiery red goggles as well, her hair burning brightly, the lava appearing to flare at Mirio's comment.

"I'm not sure either. The old fart said something about me having potential." She coldly responded.

If only that knew....

*A moment ago....*

Yukika stood in front of Sir Nighteye, the man staring at her. He was silent, calmly looking over a few papers with her information on it.

".... Is being quiet all you do?!" She suddenly questioned. "Seriously, if that's all you're good at, then-"

"Yukika Yamabi." He interrupted, glancing up at her. "Quirk: Lava. You have pretty good grades, and not a single mark on your record.... However, information can be misleading."

Sir Nighteye finally settled his look onto her, gesturing for her to sit down.

".... You seem to always keep one eye covered. Why is that?" The hero questioned.

Yukika swallowed, biting back a snide remark. Carefully, she moved her hair out the way, allowing both pairs of-

Oh.

Across her right eye was a thin, pale pink line. The eye was still the normal brown color, but she appeared almost.... Disturbed by it.

"Happy?" She spat out.

Sir Nighteye hummed, before responding "Your file says that you had an incident in your first year. You were, from that point on, admitted to a monthly therapy session with Hound Dog. Sounds to me like there are some underlying issues."

Yukika scowled. She hates thinking about that.

"My first year, we did a test. During a specific part of it, I panicked and overreacted. It was stupid. It's nothing to worry about. I'm not weak."

"I never said you were weak."

Yukika's hair flared up, increasing in heat.

"Shut up!" She hissed.

Sir Nighteye stood up, before saying "I have a task for you, Igneous. During this internship, I want you to step outside of that ridiculous persona you wear. I want you to.... Relax."

*Present....*

With a sigh, she continued following behind Lemillion and Deku. That's when they passed an alleyway, a girl running into Deku's legs. Upon gazing at her, Yukika froze.

"Help...." The girl mumbled.

A man stepped out the alleyway, and Yukika resisted the urge to hide. Why. Why was it him.

"Ah. Apologies for my daughter." He said, his voice cold as ice. "Come along now, Eri."

"Chisaki...." Yukika mumbled, her hair heating up more.

The man glanced at her, and they could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke.

"Ah, Yukika. It's been a while. Your father and I actually discussed sending you to my office for a few.... Examinations."

Lemillion and Deku looked between the two, Yukika's hair cooling down to the point where it barely produced heat, darkening.

"No need!" She quickly said. "I'm doing just fine! I'll tell father myself when I see him! No examinations necessary!"

The man nodded, and she let herself heat back up once he turned away from her.

Fuck.

.

"Yamabi, are you okay?" A voice said, Yukika sitting quietly in her designated room at Sir Nighteye's agency.

"I'm fine, Mr. Kan...." She mumbled.

Through the door, the voice then said "No you're not! You only ever call me Vlad King, so now I know something is wrong!"

He stepped into the room, fighting a grimace. Yukika sat in a corner of the room, her hair cooled down immensely from its usual fiery state. She had tear tracks on her cheeks, her eyes red and puffy from crying. She had her legs pulled up to her chest, the girl looking much more.... Fragile.

"Yamabi...."

"I'm fine! Fuck off!" She hissed, her voice cracking.

Vlad king entered the room, moving to sit next to her.

"Alright, kid.... What's wrong? Nighteye said you freaked out when you saw Overhaul." He said softly, very much in contrast to his normal persona.

".... I'll tell you...." She finally said. She took a deep breath, before saying "My parents.... Are- sorry, were in a quirk marriage. My father's quirk, Earth Control, and my mom's quirk, Blaze.

They married, and.... They were actually happy. It was a healthy relationship. Up until they had me, and.... When I was born, they just knew. They got what they wanted. On the first try too! When I was four and my quirk manifested, my parents instantly started having me practice.... But.... Father thought I was moving too slow. So, he started having paying Chisaki to poke around with my quirk....

My mom lost it. She.... She tried to protect me, but.... Father's quirk grazed me during it. It's always perfection. His fucking masterpiece.... So, him and mom divorced. He took me. I was too young to protect myself.... Eventually, he found a way to control me."

Vlad King swallowed, before saying "I'm guessing it has to do with your fear of bells?"

Yukika nodded, before saying "Whenever I didn't do well enough, or I annoyed him, he'd ring this small silver bell. If I didn't do as he wanted..... I'd be punished for it. So, I just became obsessed with perfection. I thought it was all that mattered. Well, up until my third week at UA...."

*Flashback....*

Yukika scowled, the dummy in front of her barely scorched by her quirk.

"Yamabi, calm down." Vlad King advised.

"Shut up! It needs to be perfect!" She hissed at him.

He just walked over, placing a hand on her shoulder, the girl flinching slightly.

"Yamabi, you're already the top of your classes. Hell, I'd say you're the best first year I've had, despite your temper. Perfection isn't everything, kid. Your best is enough."

*Present....*

Yukika smiled slightly.

"Yeah, I know, really cheesy and boring, but...." She trailed off.

Vlad King just patted her shoulder, before saying "You've come far, Igneous. Now, come on.... You still have a little girl to give a statement about, don't you?"

Yukika nodded, standing up. She stepped out the room, running into-

"Morikaga?!" She yelped.

"Yamabi?!" Hoka shrieked in response.