6| Family

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I woke up in an unfamiliar room, wearing shorts and a oversized t-shirt. I sat up and felt the nice cotton sheet, completely unfamiliar with the comforting feeling.
The blanket I covered myself in smelt of laundry detergent, obviously recently washed.
My pillow was soaked in tears from a few minutes ago.
I was released from the hospital after the doctors made sure there was nothing too wrong with me. I suffered a mild concussion but nothing too major.
Mr. Aizawa let me stay in his apartment which he barely used because of hero work.
I remember just tossing myself on a bed and falling asleep.
I looked down and saw a small bag of my belongings on the floor including a new and improved version of my hero costume.
I rubbed my eyes and went to grab my phone on the nightstand when I grabbed a piece of paper instead.
It held the last know location of my biological parents.
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I had been sitting at the table and staring at the addresses on the paper, debating whether or not I should try and find my actual parents.
My mother's name was Yui Yamamoto.
My father's name was Touya Todoroki.
I took a double take at the last name.

"Fucking todoroki?!"
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I stared at the address and up at the luxurious house in front of me. I continued to look from the paper and the house for atleast 5 minutes before saying fuck it and knocking on the door.

"Hello. What do you nee-"
The tall man stared at me.

"Hello sir. Is there a Touya Todoroki here?"

"Uhm.. No..."

"Oh.. sorry for the interruption. I'll be on my way now."
I said folding up the paper.

"What business do you have with him?" The big dude asked.

"Oh. I'm just looking for my parents. I kinda just wanna meet them.."

"PARENTS??"
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After inviting me in for tea, I sat at the table with almost the entire family.

"Uhm... there's no need for this.. I'm very sorry for interrupting you afternoon and I thought there wasn't a Touya Todoroki here anyways.."

"There was. But first I'm Enji Todoroki what is your name."

"Oh. I'm Tenshi."

"This is my daughter Fuyumi. My son Shoto is with his friends and my other son Natsuo is studying at the local university."

"Oh... that's... cool... wait shoto?"
I said my eyes widening.

"Yes. He goes to UA."

"Oh shit..."

"What is it?"

"I'm his classmate." We sat silently.

"Well, about Touya-"
I wanted to laugh as he ignored the remark I just made.

"He has been dead for a while now, it's surprising to see that he had a kid and never told us."

"Oh... he's dead?..." I said sadly.
I never even met him and I still wanted to cry.

"But, it's nice to say that you are the spitting image of him. Blue eyes and white hair."
I tried to force a smile.
"Thank you sir."

"Please, Call me grandpa." Fuyumi looked at him weird.

"Well... I'd better get going.. now that I know my classmate is my uncle, I need some time to process."
I said putting down my tea cup and walking towards the door.

"Do you need anything at all?" He asked, standing up quickly.

"Not really.. I'm just kinda... homeless now."
I whispered the last part.

"What was that?"

"Oh.. I'm homeless. I'm living in my teacher's old apartment but I'm fine."

"How many rooms do you want?" He said pulling out his phone.

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