"Enji Todoroki... Mom, Fuyumi, Natsu. And Shoto...Look at me, from the depths of hell." The scarred man says as he lays shirtless on a couch, his stapled hands pushing the front of his hair back as he stared up at nothing. Blood drips from the corner of his eye, a humorless smile on his face, before he finally notices your presence.

"Didn't anyone ever teach you how to knock." He says, irritated, his electrifying cyan eyes fixed on you.