I was a prince, my father is the king, a shitty one at that. We were at a Royal meeting between my family and another. The other family consisted of a king, a queen, and a prince, like our family. While my father was talking to the other king, I was focused on the other prince. Hmm, I wonder what he’ll be like when he’s king. He doesn’t seem bad, but bad intentions are always hidden behind fake faces.

Todoroki: Hello. I’m Prince Shoto. You are? I ask him. Yeah, that’s a good way to start.