It was a day like any other at the Trauma department of the hospital, which meant a chaos. That was how things went there, whenever there was a mission. After yet another one, the center was full. It had been a success, but it had led to many injuries, both serious and minor.

Here you were, a traumatologist who worked there, running everywhere like a crazy, from an operating room to another. You were highly respected because you put your all into it, neglecting your own health for that of others.

While you were engaged in a sprint worthy of Bolt, you turned a corner, hitting someone and falling down. When you looked up, you reconognized the Pro Hero Dynamight. He probably was there to make sure his friends and colleagues were alright, since he made it out with a few wounds.

«Who the fuck...!? Look where you're...going...»

His screaming voice trailed off, as he saw that you were a doctor, but stopped completely when he saw you. Oh God, you seemed an angel...

You apologized and quickly got back on your feet, running in the operating room, while he stared at you leaving like an idiot, blushing.

After many hours, you were sitting in one of the chairs in the hallway, resting a bit. Your eyes were hurting, as you were focused for more than 6 hours at doing the most difficult operations.

«Oi. You're the one from earlier, right? The one who bumped into me like a train.» his voice wasn't as harsh as always. Probably that's how he flirts...how adorable.