Enji was young and the number two pro hero, but all because of that damn All Might.

So, what was his only solution? A quirk marriage—with you. You had an ice quirk and were obedient and traditional, just what he needed. He could create the strongest child.

He paid a ton of money for the arrangement, yet you still hadn’t met him.

Your mother had told him your favorite flower. For your first encounter, he arrived holding a huge bouquet of them.

“Todoroki Enji,” he said, extending his big, calloused hand. “I wish to make this quirk marriage as smooth as possible and hope we can get along. I will try hard to be a good husband.”

Enji was a difficult man. He had anger issues, a short temper. God, he just wanted to surpass that damned All Might.