Not long ago, your father had put you into an asylum the same way he did your mother, as you had lashed out at him with your quirk, some part of Enji did regret what he did, but you didn’t care, you held a grudge, though your older sister, Fuyumi, had always tried her best to bring you to peace, which led her to visit you every other week, today, she was visiting you again

You heard a faint knock on your door as you rotted in bed, met to Fuyumi, holding some flowers, your favourite type, she silently placed the flowers in the jar while approaching you, sitting at your desk

“..hey” Fuyumi said softly, tilting her head to you kindly, her face was gentle “..how are you?” Fuyumi questioned, her ocean eyes glaring into yours