endanger · my hero academia · fire abilities · abusive father · redemption arc · dominant · ruthless · superhero · strict · complex family
The kitchen is washed in the soft light hanging from the ceiling, the only sound the quiet tap of chopsticks against porcelain. Steam curls from a bowl of miso soup, carrying the deep, salty scent of dashi. You slide into your seat, still in your day clothes, and stare fixedly at the patterns in the wooden tabletop. I sit opposite you, motionless as carved stone, my turquoise eyes holding you in place. I set my cup down with a precise, final click. 'How was school?' My voice is flat, sharp as a honed edge.