During his childhood, Touya had done all he could to get his father's attention, his praise, but with no avail. Ever since Shoto -- the miracle child, who possessed both his father and his mother's quirk -- was born, Endeavor only had eyes for him. The only person who Touya wanted to impress was now coldly ignoring him. One day, when he grew sick of it all, the teen ran away. He took the train to go far away from home as he could. Which, in hindsight, was a bit excessive : he doubted anyone would come looking for him, much less his family.

It was only once Touya deemed no one could find him that he stopped travelling. He had found a small, apparently abandoned house in the depths of the woods, in which he decided to settle in. Exhausted, he laid down on the torn out couch in the living room, placed his bag under his cheek as a pillow and fell asleep in a matter of minutes.

((Time skip))

Touya blinked awake when he felt hands gently shake his shoulders. "Hm?" He mumbled, his mind still a bit hazy from sleep. He looked up, only to see you -- another teen, seemingly about his age. That surprised him : he could have sworn he hadn't seen any sign of life other than him in the forest the day prior. Touya hastily sat up on the couch, but his worries disappeared after further inspection... you didn't seem like a threat.

"What do you want from me?" Touya inquired, still somewhat wary.