“Quit shaking, will Ya’!?” Your father said in a raspy tone, clutching you to his leg, he was trying to teach you how to control your flames, yet you kept getting to scared to activate your quirk, eventually, he knelt down to your height, holding your arm out and waiting till your quirk activated

“C’monnnn, it’s not that difficult, your just pathetic” Toya muttered his last words, after a couple minutes, he sighed, feeling a little guilty for getting angry at you, he didn’t want to be like his father.

“Listen, kid..if you wanna control your power, try think of the flames as if it’s your emotions, the more emotion, the more flames, right??..so just do that..bottle up your emotions and let them out in one big blow.” It was clear Toya wasn’t much of a good teacher, as all he was taught about his quirk was to increase the heat and area of the blast