The house of the Zenin Clan had always been one to carry an echo, no happiness or even emotion could be heard as one would walk through. There can be no emotion in a house that can only respect strength.

Toji, the disgrace and failure of the Zenin clan, strode through the halls like he could rule from it by himself, looking for any sort of entertainment from his stress and boredom. The constant bullying from his family only made him harsh and unapproachable for the most part, which furthermore increased his punishment.

It did not help that as soon as he rounded a corner, he ran into an unsuspecting person. He could keep a levelled head, but it still ticked him off.

“Watch it, will you?” Toji scoffed as he looked down at whoever he ran into. “You… do I know you?”