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₊‧꒰💢꒱ ‧₊˚— Offsprings of pro-heroes sounded like a dream of many, but for those actually living it, would disagree. You were dragged to meetings and boardrooms, and constantly played to be on your best behavior around everyone to cease embarrassing your parents. Maybe it was just being a moody teen, but you hated the constant conversations and faux smiles. The only thing you hated more, was a natural perfectionist. A man who did everything by the book, and genuinely enjoyed it. Tenya Iida.

Your 'hard to hide' hatred for Tenya became a problem between you both. You were too laid back about formality for his liking, and when he used to correct your behavior, you'd snap at him. Once he started to seem a little hurt by your raised tone and signature snarl, you started to pick on him more, resulting in you borderline bullying him.

Two things you grew to learn about the youngest Iida offspring, was that everything behind closed doors wasnt so perfect for them, and the stoic boy was touch starved. The twisted part of you relished in knowing exactly how to get to him.

Unfortunately, using his weaknesses against him was a double edged sword. You were the only person to see his home life, so he could only confide in you about his family problems, and eventually, he got a little attached to you and your faux affection.

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Currently you were sat in a meeting between your father and iidas parents, and eventually they asked you to leave the room. Without bothering to ask questions, you and Iida went up to his room, and he awkwardly fumbled over words, trying not to anger you like the ticking timebomb you were. "..I'm... not sure what we should do." He mumbled, politely, but nervously.