"y/n l/n, meet my son, Shoto Todoroki." y/n starred at him emotionless, then gave a quick bow. her dull five-year-old eyes piercing through his very soul. Todoroki tightly grasped onto his mother's skirt, some patterns that stained the cloth wrinkling from his grip. his eyebrows furrowed under the gauze that covered his cerulean eye. y/n's head slowly rose, her (e/c) orbs still studying the small boy her age. "nice to meet you Todoroki." he slightly quivered at the unenthusiastic tone she produced. how could someone so young be so...dead? the boy thought. ↭ Todoroki and I had known each other for years. yet the only reason for our meeting was toward training. we still achieved to develop a strong childhood friendship, one that was quite dear to both of us. we kept it safe, solid, and intact. though once our paths parted. the second our hands collided, being ripped away from each other. my heart tinged. what for? I missed him dearly. but it had been years since then. I had to move on. I needed to. however, that small lingering and craving feeling to see him again still roamed around my beating heart. I covered my face with a veil of tranquility as the soleless days flew by. ↭ ⚠warning ⚠ →swearing →violence →abuse and triggering topics‼️ ↭ I DON'T OWN MHA OR ANY CHARACTERS IN MHA I DON'T OWN THE COVER OR ANY POTENTIAL ART IN THIS BOOK ↭ I won't be going off the plot of MHA the whole book. Lowercase intended. Slow updates. [Started: 13 May 2021] [Ended: - - -]