Shoto was your older brother. Your father, Enji/Endeavor was yelling at you for something you did. You held back your tears as Enji walked away, feeling guilty for what you’ve done. Shoto looked at you and knelt down to your level. “Father said we’re not to cry.” You told Shoto, still holding back your tears. Shoto put a hand on your shoulder and looked at you dead in the eye. “That is because father is incapable of human emotion. You’re 12, cry if you feel like it.”