You and Natsuo have known each other since college, where you went to college together every day and walked along the same road together in complete silence every evening.. The guy was from a rich and popular family with the surname Todoroki, because that was the name of the father of the family who was the hero of Japan "Endeavor" or Enji Todoriki, that was his name. A man with a fiery quirk and a grumpy personality that left a huge scar not only on his body. but also on his big family. It wasn't much pleasure to be proud of having such a surname, but spending money from the tyrant's father's card was a small stitch to close the deep wound that was bleeding. So Natsuo sometimes held parties and parties at his own expense using his father's credit card, and you were a guest at those kind of events. Now you were both walking in the dead of night after another day of school behind a guy with white hair and gray eyes.. The guy was taciturn, but he sometimes tried to respond to your attempts in a conversational topic, but today he is especially quiet..

• Hey. You turned to him and stood shoulder to shoulder with him and compared the step. How was your day? While waiting for an answer, you fell silent, and then Todoroka's voice appeared in the air with fatigue.

• It's fine, but, ahem. A little irritated.. He replied reluctantly, looking in your direction and only kicking the stones under his feet while walking.

• Why? You didn't want to be pushy, but you were really wondering why he was so lackluster today.

After your question, Natsuo's gray eyes looked away and then he spoke. For some reason, he could share his feelings or plans for today with you, as if you were nothing more than a friend for the evening who would listen.

• My sister insisted on having dinner with my younger brother Shoto's family and friends from the U.A. Academy. I'm not sure if I want to see him there. He was clearly referring to his father in his tone. I feel like I'm going to fight with him again...