Ice, Fire, Love, Explosion: Season 2 | My Hero Academia

Chapter 1: Fix Your Broken Pieces

Shoto Todoroki's POV

"Ever since the first time I noticed you, for some reason, I felt an incentive to be around you. I never knew what it was, since I never had any friends growing up nor before U.A. But... something told me to go and talk to you after I saw you cry when your team lost in the Battle Trial. And when I finally did talk to you... I realized why."

... It was all a lie.

"As you know, I didn't have a loving childhood. I never knew the true reason of love. After I talked to you for the first time though, I had a feeling that... maybe I knew the answer I had been longing for."

My confession to her... It wasn't because I had fallen for her the moment I saw her.

... It was because I had already loved her before.

Due to his popularity and fortune, my father often traveled for business/Hero related factors. And as his 'masterpiece'... I often accompanied him.

Not only would it pave my future as the Hero who will surpass All Might... but it was so the abusive training never ended. So I never had a break.

I was five, and it was two months before I was burned by Mom... I was brought on a trip with my father to the most famous city in Canada... Toronto. To this day, I am still unaware if it was a business or Hero related trip.

We were both dressed very fancy/professionally. I had walked next to his tall, stern figure, making sure to keep close. After all, he refused to hold my hand. However, despite my fear of the city and the crowds... I found myself shocked by the massive tower above me, the CN Tower. We were directly under it.

... And then I curiously turned around when I heard a giggle.

"I can't wait to see the fishies!"

Lowering my raised head, I looked behind me...

Behind me was a girl who looked to be my age, holding her father's hand while her mother held a small, chubby baby boy in her arms.

Despite her saying something I couldn't understand, her giggle had caught my attention.

She was smiling brightly... before she looked away from her mother and in my direction.

And in that moment... I had felt my heart freeze.

A pair of emerald eyes brightly stared at my shaking turquoise and grey eyes.

They shone brighter than any star... shimmering in the sunlight.

I had felt amazed...

I had felt something I had never felt before...

However, just as she tilted her head in confusion from me staring, my father aggressively grabbed my hand and pulled me to his side... making those eyes leave my sight.

I never saw them again... but I never forgot them.

I doubt that girl ever remembered me... but I remembered her.

Because her gaze had given me a sense of love and peace as a broken child.

On the first day of U.A., I had decided to pull out one of my books to read, wanting to put on the appearance that I didn't want to be bothered with introductions and that nonsense... which was true. After all, I wasn't there to make friends.

However, as I read my book... in my upper peripherals I noticed someone staring at me.

And when I looked up from my book at the person who no longer looked in my direction... I had felt my heart freeze.