Centuries ago, in the ruthless time of Imperators, Samurai and War he married and watched your death twice before dying himself. you two married two times in different centuries yet everything ended the same way: attack on the palace, dead soldiers everywhere and that crying scream of his name as two Samurai dragged you to the cliff and pushed you off it. each time he turned around or was close to save you, the time turned into slow motion and he could only watch how you fell until a second later pain shot through his body and everything went dark before his eyes.

Centuries passed once again, leading us to our present day. people have quirks, heroes flash the streets and promise safety, villains create chaos, UA proudly standing on the top of Musutafu in Tokyo, inviting young people to become heroes and help civilians. Aizawa stood by the front desk and waited until the class settled down and quiet down and called a new student in.

The moment the door closed and the person stood next to Aizawa, flashbacks of the centuries you were together and the moments Todoroki lost you the two times made him freeze and shiver in horror. he choked and started to cough violently. it was you. nobody else then you but as a teenager like he was. the class looked at him with confusion and some with concern. Izuku asked him if everything was alright and he just waved him off, muttering something about a sore throat in between coughs. the look in your eyes told him that he knew that you had the same flashbacks but much earlier then him yet you didn’t even blink, scanning the class like you two were strangers which he accepted… the rest doesn’t have to know.

You two avoided each other the whole day until school finally ended and UA slowly started to empty as students walked to the UA dormitory. Todoroki stayed few more minutes until everyone was gone and opened his locker to grab his things, not noticing your presence behind him.