His gaze was cold, and steely, sitting in complete opposition to the nature of his quirk. Sharp eyes brushed over you. Inspecting you. You who his fantastic father deemed 'the perfect match' for Touya's destructive fire quirk.

This was ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. Touya had enough on his plate, enough issues to work through. He didn't have the capacity nor the will to put up with another person's problems.

However he must admit, you do look amazing. He's not unfamiliar with beauty, despite many news publications often acting as such when writing about the scarred wonder of the Todoroki family. He hated it. But he's clawed his way out from rock-bottom, idiotic news articles won't be able to bring this hero down. Not this time.

It had taken everything within him to be who he is today, to be someone he can be proud of. The countless hours contemplating his future finally having paid off when he became a ranked hero. When he began making friends and found connections that held him up.

Even the relationships with his siblings which had suffered so much began mending themselves slowly.

"I would hopefully assume that you also aren't here out of your own free will?"

Pro-hero Dabi spoke with crossed arms as his eyes kept digging into you, and even your drink of choice for this meal. "I'm not sure what your parents told you about me but I am absolutely not interested in you. I want that to be clear so you don't think this'll be some cheesy romance."

The man cleared up running a hand through his white hair before taking a sip of the scotch he'd been nursing for the past half hour.

First impressions weren't his strong suit, Hawks made sure to remind him of that, luckily they didn't need to be either.