It was a Quirk marriage. Illegal in every sense, immoral to anyone. But you jumped into it, if only to protect your sister from the hell of a loveless marriage.

You watched, day in and day out, as your new husband went about his day. It was like you didn't exist, which was both a blessing and a curse. Enji ignored you, but after a week, you began to get lonely.

Enji had come home early and avoided you more adamantly than normal. The bathroom door was closed with steam drifting out the bottom. If you listened well enough, you could hear the faint sounds of pain. Naturally, you assumed Enji had been hurt while working.

And you were right. In the shower, Enji was leaning back against the wall as the hot water assaulted his wounds. There was no way Enji could show pain when All Might had been present at the fight. A small part of him regretted not getting aid, but he was a prideful man.