Soon after the argument, father leaves. My mom, soon comes and bids me her farewells. Quite the emotional syanira.

Other than that, Todoroki has been by my side since. His father as entered, and smirked at me. It's been quite discomforting, and it's made Shouto even more protective.

I kinda enjoy his presence even more now. We'll be spending alot of time together from here on out. Might aswell grow close, and bond.

Very soon, Yuui high will be calling for us. We're recommended students, after all. I wonder who all im gonna meet.

*knock...knock...knock...*

"Y/n, its Fiyumi. Dinner is ready, tonight we have Cold Soba noodles with white rice, with Mint and ginger tea..."

Holy freaking flip flops, that sounds amazing!

"Alright, Fiyumi. I'll be right down!"

I hear a giggle from behind the door, and the soft putter patter of footsteps trailing away from my door.

I change into nightwear, and head downstairs for dinner.

And boy, let me just tell you.

FIYUMI CAN COOK!

Shortly after dinner, Endeavor tells me I have to train with him. I can already feel my blood broiling. I dont want to.

However, there isnt much of an option for me. After all, I'm forced into staying here and abaiding by his rules.

Shouto looks at me, and the look in his eyes was hard to read. He had a mixture of anger and....worry? I must be seeing things. Why would he be worried?

I finish my plate, and wash my dishes. I then head to my room and change into my workout outfit. Which consists of black sweatpants and a white tank top.

I head outside, to the sparring grounds. I start stretching, and hear a groan. I look around, and see Enji. (Endeavour = Enji) he smirks at me, with his absolutely disgusting face. I snarl my lips at him, and continue my stretches.

"Alright, that's enough. Let's begin, heros don't get the chance to warm up in battle."

As much as I hate to say it, he has a point. After all, he IS a hero, while I'm just a trainee.

I just give him a firm nod, to show acknowledgement. (That's a really feckin long word, and I really don't know what to think about it?)

And with that, our training begins.

Enji charges, swift, yet reckless with his movement. I dodge, careful not to mess up.

Enji has already recovered from his failed attack, and charges up his quirk. He throws his flame at me, it hits. Making contact with my left thigh, causing a slight burn. It's little, nothing my green flame can't heal. 

I throw an attack. Blue flames, enough to cremate if necessary. He's smart, he'll dodge.

It makes contact with his right arm, growling in pain like a wild dog, he charges, body fully enveloped in his blazing hot flames. I move, my hair being singed. I'll have to cut it afterwards. (If you dont have hair, your neck got burned and you heal it mid battle.)

I use an experimental flame, poison.
I've been working on it, but it's not nearly complete, or safe.

I consumed the air space around me, the purple/midnight blue flame making a smoke crawl it's way around the arena. Enji looks at me, confusion lacing his features, as he once again begins to  charge at me. Only to fall short, and drop to the ground. Convulsing.

I deactivate my quirk, and suck up all the smoke. I run over to enji, as much as I hate him I'd be considered a criminal for allowing him to die. I activate the healing side of my quirk, light green flames. His seizure begins to calm down, and his heart rate drops to normal. Hes sleeping.

I sigh in relief, and realize my father taught me well. Alot better than expected. I giggle, and get up. I leave him there. Just because I healed him, doesn't mean I like him.

I walk inside, and see Shouto sitting, staring out the window, dumbfounded.

"What's wrong, Shouo?"

"Y-you...you beat him! How? I-I've always failed...you did it so easily..."

"Really? He was kinda weak. He barely landed a hit on me." I say, flexing my arm while smirking.

He smiles and shakes his head.

What a day~