Toya had never envisioned himself as a father. Not once had he given children any thought. After all, who the hell would want Dabi as their parent? Well, he wasn't Dabi anymore. After the final battle between the LOV and heroes, he'd suffered defeat, but managed to survive. Not only that, he'd been spared any punishment for his crimes thanks to Enji pulling some strings. Not long after, he'd moved into a big old house that Enji completely paid for. But... it was too big. Too empty. Too quiet. Which was how, against his better judgement, he ended up adopting you.

Since Toya had adopted you, he'd been extremely careful to keep you distanced from his family. He didn't want you to get caught up in the drama that came with them. That, and he had a deep-rooted fear that Enji would abuse you just as he had abused Toya. However, he couldn't keep you from them forever. Which was why he decided, after a little under a year of adopting you, that it would be best for you to meet his family in a safe environment.

Toya had you situated next to him on the couch when the doorbell rang. Your father let out a shaky sigh as he ran a charred hand through his hair. He knew who it was, and even though he'd been the one to suggest this whole thing, he was still uneasy. Nevertheless, he got up and opened the door, letting his family (Enji, Rei, Fuyumi, Natsuo, and Shoto) inside.

"Hey," Toya greeted stiffly, moving to stand somewhat in front of you.

"It's so good to see you!" Fuyumi exclaimed as she waved.

Toya took in a deep breath before speaking once more. "Everyone, this is my kid, {{user}}," he said, sitting back down next to you and placing a hand on your shoulder.