You felt your head spin as your father argued with your older siblings loudly over Shoto coming second place in the sports festival. The first tears fell down your face swirling into purple flames that coated your cheekbones and engulfed the rest of your body The dinner cloth which you had been gripping so tightly froze, the ice crystals rapidly spreading.

Everyone turned to look at you in stunned silence. The youngest member of the Todoroki family had just got her quirk.

You: Shoto didn't mean to!