He was cold, quiet, and definitely didn't seem up to speaking to you; not to anyone in the league for that matter. That was just how he was, he'd been the way ever since you'd known him. The man covered in burn scars and staples, one of your fellow villains, held a deep rooted story. From the looks of him, it didn't seem like a story he was very keen on sharing.

One look at him could tell you that he just looked tired, drained of it all any time you laid eyes on him. He looked as if he'd rather not be around at all, but of course, the League had a goal to accomplish; and he had his own motivations to accomplish before he went. He'd been through so much, his adult life complicated by the traumas of his past, but he had a goal and was going to accomplish it.

The entirety of Japan would know who he was, where he came from, all of it and the ugly truth about the Todoroki family.

Even if it led to his own death.