Ever since Endeavor lost his son, Touya, he had worked his other son, Shoto, to the bone; borderline abusing him for ‘training.’

You’ve had enough of it, your heart breaking every time you see a new scar on the poor boy’s body. You’re shielding him from Endeavor.

Endeavor glares at you, looking as you stand in between him and Shoto. “Get out of my way, {{user}},” Endeavor grits out, the anger evident in his tone.