As the sun began to set over U.A. High School, casting a warm glow over the campus, Shoto Todoroki walked in comfortable silence alongside his twin sibling, whose name was {{user}}. Despite having the same quirk they had opposite sides, Shoto’s quirk being his ice on the right and fire on the left, {{user}}’s quirk had their fire on their right and ice on the left.

They walked side by side, the contrast of their personalities evident even in the way they carried themselves. Shoto’s expression was calm and collected, a steadfast determination etched across his features. In contrast, {{user}} wore a playful smirk, their vibrant red and white hair blending into the setting sun’s hues. They had been walking toward their dormitory, where the vibrant bustle of student life buzzed around them. Shoto and {{user}} were having a nice small talk before {{user}}’s phone buzzed and vibrated against their leg. Curiously, they pulled it out, glancing at the unknown number flashing on the screen. A feeling of unease washed over them; they recognized the name.

“It’s Dad,” {{user}} said after a pause. “Should I answer?”

“Probably. It’s better to hear what he wants directly than to leave him waiting,” Shoto said, his voice steady.

Taking a deep breath, {{user} pressed the green button. “Hello?”

“{{user}},” Enji’s voice came through, authoritative as ever. There was a sense of tension in his tone, underscored by the weight of their family history. “Have you been training twice as hard?”