Chapter 1
Todoroki glared bitterly at the freshly cleaned rooms. It was no surprise that his father would purchase the biggest, grandest house in this run-down neighbourhood. He could hear the sound of his sisters and brothers running up and down the stairs with excitement. It's a shame he couldn't express the same feeling.
"No, you stupid bloody moron!" came the angry tone that belonged to his asshole of a father. The NO.2 Hero of Japan known as Flame Hero Endeavor. Of course, Todoroki couldn't give a shit about his father's position. Afterall, Endeavor only cared about the fame and surpassing the NO.1 hero which is where Todoroki's role comes in.
Forcing an arranged, quirk marriage with his poor mother, which resulted in having a child who was more stronger than the rest of children due to inheriting both parents' quirks,
Seeing the potential in this child, Endeavor knew he could use this adolescent to out rival his adversary, All Might.
That child was him.
Which is why Torodoki detests his father. He is nothing more than his father's tool.
Hence, which is also why he will continue to strongly rebel against him. Just for the sake of pissing him off.
Clearly, the delivery men must have placed the boxes in the wrong area of the house, because soon the sound of cardboard getting kicked and the unmistakable noise of items tumbling out made him wince; fearing for the delivery men's lives.
Not wanting to stick around to find out what dreadful consequence was in store for the men. Todoroki quietly walked out of the what is now supposed to be the living room and onto the front porch where the pearl-coloured columns held up the decorated roof. However, he was nimble to notice the gathering of the people outside the front gate. He scowled with unhidden vexation.
The one thing he didn't want was to attract attention. But the gods above undeniably had other plans to ruin his life.
The crowd gawked at him like he was an angel who had just fallen out of the heaven. This must have to be the first time they have witness someone with a high status in their, small district.
A couple of girls stared at him, some trying their best to look attractive. Todoroki huffed. They probably wouldn't find him so alluring when they see the scar burn on his left side.
Abruptly, a flash of green caught his attentiveness. He observed as a young boy, possibly the same age as him ran behind the crowd, crystal clear tears streaming down his face.
But what got Todoroki riled up was the fact that the boy didn't even acknowledge his presence. Not that it meant much to him. However, Todoroki was quick to scan the boy's face and store it into his database.
"Would you like me to show you around the neighbourhood?" a feminine voice broke the boy out of his thoughts.
Todoroki confronted the brown eyes of the speaker. "No, I'm fine" he politely declined. A disappointed pout flashed across the girl's visage but she quickly covered the emotion with a half-hearted smile before returning to her group of friends.
"Todoroki!" an irritated roar made the boy scowl.
"I'm coming" he responded back in a more calmer manner.
However, deep inside he was cursing at the man with hatred.
As the dusk fell upon on the town, orange streaks started to paint the sky. Todoroki was quite relaxed sitting on the chair, positioned on the porch, the book resting on his lap. He was in truth content so far with this neighbourhood.
Not many children were playing on the street but Todoroki didn't mind about that. But another matter that made the half white, half red-haired boy satisfied was that everyone seemed to mind their own business.
It was bothersome when people snooped in places they shouldn't. Good thing he knows what to do when those types of people appear.
Give them a kick and punch. The boy nodded firmly at the thought.
The sudden sound of easeful footsteps seized his attention. Looking up, he was quick to recall the person; passing by.
It was the green-haired boy. The one didn't pay any notice to him when he was asking the crowd to piss off (in a polite manner).
Not wanting to miss his opportunity to make a possibly and hopefully a decent friend. Todoroki hastily hoisted his body upwards and opened his mouth.
The one word he could say was:
"Oi"
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Midoriya was miserable. His face was bruised painfully and his usually joyful eyes were dull and swollen from the over-spilt tears. It was just another ordinary day where Kacchan, his suppose to be childhood friend beat the shit of him again. He hated when Kacchan bullied him and he hated it more when the other kids joined in. The insults filled his head. He winced as he remembered each one.
No one wanted to befriend him. He was weak, useless and just a waste of everybody time. If he could only become stronger and as least have a quirk. Dragging his sore feet towards the direction of his home, Midoriya didn't even bother to notice the half white, half red-haired boy staring at him intensely from the other side of the fence
Maybe, he should just end his life-
"Oi'
A rough, cold voice made the boy come to halt. He looked up in wonder. Did that boy just speak to him? 'I thought he was just a statue' Midoriya pondered to himself. The boy was wearing a blank expression but Midoriya could easily see the boy looked quite stunned.
"U-Uh Hello!" Midoriya stuttered, breaking the awkward silence between the two. He straightened up and boldly looked into the eyes of the heterochromia boy.
The Eau de Nil eyes widened at the sight. 'Wow, h-he's quite pretty' Midoriya contemplated to himself, studying the characteristics of this teen. The crimson hair, along with that blend of white gave him such a unique look.
On the other side, the situation was completely shambolic for Todoroki. His mind wasn't functioning properly. Was it because the freckles on the boy's face made his appearance more adorable or was it possibly the fact that his sea of green eyes shone so dazzlingly, it could easily outmatch the sun. Whatever it was...
Torodoki was lost for words.
Hence, it wasn't his fault that his social skills were stolen from him at a young age. But, he could tell that the boy was getting uncomfortable, most likely from the lack of responses from a certain half white, half red-haired boy.
'Snap out of it, you idiot' the inner Todoroki screamed. The half white, half red-haired boy coughs; reluctantly meeting the gaze. "T-The sky looks quite beautiful tonight" Torodoki faltered, eyeing the boy before looking away with a faint blush on his cheeks.
"Smooth. So smooth Torodoki" the boy grimly muttered.
"Yeah, it is" came the reply.
Todoroki's head shot up; making Midioriya step back slightly in surprise at the quick reaction.
"I-I usually like watching the stars at night," Midoriya said, fidgeting with one of his loose strands of hair which unknown to him made Todoroki fall for him even more.
He nodded in agreement.
A cold breeze sneakily swept through the pair. Midoriya shivered. "I guess I should be going now," the freckled boy said, giving Todoroki a smile. The Heterochromia boy's knees nearly buckled at the gesture.
"Yeah..." came the slow reply.
"Ah wait! What's your name"
"Todoroki, Todoroki Shoto"
Midoriya frowned at the response. Why does that name sound familiar...?
"Is something wrong?" Torodoki questioned with a hint of worry. Did he not like the name?
Midoriya beamed. "Everything's fine!"
"My name is Midoriya! Midoriya Izuku! " the boy proudly announced.
"Midoriya" Torodoki murmured, testing the name on his tongue. He liked it.
Torodoki straightened up and confidently met the twinkled, green eyes. "It was a pleasure to meet you Midoriya, I hope we can meet again soon". Midoriya stared in wonder at how the quick the boy's posture and tone changed in such a brief moment, but he only smiled happily in return--skipping away.
Torodoki watched until he could only spot the faint outline from where he stood. He sighed in relief.
He was quite tired from that conversation. But the feeling of achievement remained inside him.
"Midoriya....I will make sure our paths definitely cross again" he whispered. The boy soon disappeared into the comfort of his new house.
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