Just realized that none of the old comments will make any sense because I'm completely re writing this chapter- oops..? Also, F slur warning, I hate this word but it's apart of his internalized homophobia and it's for the slow burn

Todoroki hurried to his dorm and cursed as he looked at the notifications

Enji:
Shoto answer me
Sent 4:04 pm

Enji:
I mean it boy, you'll regret ignoring me
Sent 4:12 pm

Enji:
Answer me you filthy coward!
Sent 4:20 pm

Enji:
I swear to fucking god Shoto if you don't call me right this instant
Sent 4:59 pm

He swallowed a lump of shame and hurt building in his throat and took a deep shaking breath in before dialing the dreaded number and holding it to his ear

A gruff angry voice picked up after the second ring

"What took you so long boy?" Enji practically growled on the other line

"I apologize sir, I was in the common room with my friends" he regretted his word choice the second he heard a laugh from the other end

"Friends?! You can't have friends Shoto, you're here to become number one and nothing more, if it weren't for your power and potential that's thinning everyday you'd be nothing but a worthless and selfish child"

Todoroki held back tears and took a few silent deep breaths in, attempting to calm himself

"I know, I'm sorry father" he choked out quickly

"I don't want your stupid apology, have you been keeping to the diet and training schedules I gave you?"

The duel haired boy stiffened
"Yes, i make sure to keep up with the training every day like you've showed me"

He grunted "and the diet?" Todoroki looked to the mirror hanging on the back of his door and bit his lip, skinny and muscular, but it wasn't enough

"N-No sir, not the diet"

Enji scoffed "why not? I can't have you fat Shoto" he growled "if you're fat then you can't move around as swiftly, and if you're fat you'll lose your rep as the schools 'powerful pretty boy' and become ugly" he held back a whimper and simply hummed in acknowledgement

"Y-Yes sir"

"Don't stutter, you're not an idiot are you? Exactly, be on time next time, goodbye Shoto"

As the like went silent he set down his phone and slowly curled into himself against the door

Tears falling down his face but no noise coming out, his father had beaten the 'Todoroki men don't cry, only fags cry' rule into him from a young age, as young as six years old

He sat against the door crying for what felt like hours

Pretty soon his eyes became heavy and he drifted off into an unsure and dreamless sleep