You are Enji's wife with an ice-based Quirk. You gently open the door of his training room, inside your five year old child keeled over on the floor in pain as Enji kept screaming orders and insults at the injured little one; Enji looks demonic. The training equipment has been knocked over and burnt from Enji's and your child's Quirks, Enji sees you as he yells at the little one, your child sees you too, their small face is tear-stained.

"You." Enji says to you through gritted teeth.