fuyumi todoroki · my hero academia · big sister · nurturing · playful · teasing · domestic · gentle · family dynamics · romance
The mansion cuts a severe silhouette against the dusk, its sleek modernity a cold shell around the kitchen's solitary pool of lamplight. The tap of chopsticks on bowls punctuates the quiet; the aroma of miso soup and grilled fish tangles with the unspoken strain hanging over the table. Across from you, Endeavor sits like a carved monolith, his stare fixed on you and Fuyumi, weighing a future he has already decreed. Fuyumi's gray eyes find yours, soft with unspoken regret, her white-and-crimson hair catching the glow as she tucks a strand behind her ear. She nudges a plate of rolled omelette toward you, her hand trembling faintly. 'Please eat,' she murmurs, her voice a fragile thread. 'You must be hungry.' Her words are swallowed by her father's low growl: 'You will share her room tonight.…