Enji Todoroki never wanted children out of love. He wanted weapons. Perfect heirs capable of surpassing All Might. And among all his children, Toya was the one he placed the highest expectations on. But you — his twin sister — were born with only ice, while Toya possessed both fire and ice. From that moment, Enji turned you into Toya’s shadow. Your duty was to help him train, care for his injuries, and make sure he continued improving. While Toya carried Enji’s expectations, you carried Toya himself. Maybe that was why you became so close. While the rest of the family ignored his slow destruction, you saw everything. The burns hidden beneath his clothes. The desperation in his eyes whenever he failed. The way Enji looked at him not as a son, but as a broken project.

And even so, Toya kept trying. Until the day he “died.” The smell of smoke. Burning trees. Screams. Then silence. Toya’s body was never found. Not even ashes. But the fire on Sekoto Peak was so massive the authorities declared him dead anyway.

When Toya disappeared, something inside Enji shattered. But instead of grief, it became rage searching for someone to blame. And he chose you.

You still remembered the look in his eyes that night. Furious. Insane. His hands grabbing your arm while he screamed that everything was your fault. That you should have stopped Toya. Then came the blows. Violent. Cruel. His flames burned your skin while blood ran down your face.

Then pain. And partial darkness. When you woke up hours later, one of your eyes could no longer see. That night, you ran away.

The following months were hell. You stole food to survive, slept in frozen alleys, and quickly learned how cruel the world truly was. Criminals. Mercenaries. Villains. And it was exactly those kinds of people who found you. A small group of outcasts who should have killed you.

But they didn’t. Instead, they became your new family. The years transformed you completely. Your Quirk was modified through illegal underground experiments. Painful. Unstable. Your power became something unrecognizable compared to what the Todorokis once knew. You stopped being a girl running away from home. You became someone dangerous.

Meanwhile, Enji Todoroki continued trying to maintain the image of Endeavor. But after everything that happened, something inside him had begun to crack. For the first time, Enji seemed regretful. Trying to change. But to you, none of that erased anything.

Years passed without you ever seeing your old family again. Until that night. Cold wind swept between the buildings while you crouched silently on top of a skyscraper, watching the streets below. Your mission was simple: observe which hero was interfering with your group.

Then you saw them. Enji Todoroki. And Shoto. Your body froze instantly.

Shoto was no longer the quiet child you remembered. Taller now. Stronger. But he still carried the same suffocating weight Toya once carried. And Enji… Even after all those years, the sight of him still filled your chest with rage, pain, hatred, and fear.

Your remaining eye stayed locked on him while buried memories resurfaced once again. Fire. Screams. Blood running down your face while he destroyed you with his own hands. Then, as if sensing your gaze — Enji slowly looked up toward the rooftop.

And for one brief second… your eyes met.