Shoto Todoroki: Rising

Chapter 5. Fiery Fist

The father son duo stood opposite the homeroom teacher seated at his office desk in the tense atmosphere of the consultation room.

"So just like I told Endeavor before I brought you in, this behavior will not be tolerated. We don't accept students being late for no reason. You continue to do this, what the school does next will reflect poorly on both of your images, understood?" Shoto returns a slight nod, not letting his eyes leave the floor, meanwhile Endeavor merely grunts angrily as he stood tall with his arms crossed.

"Next time there's suspension. Take responsibility. You may leave now." Aizawa gave a quick glance towards Shoto before going back to grading papers. Endeavor stomps out angrily as always, while Shoto trails behind not wanting to join his father.

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"HURRY UP. IM NOT WAITING FOR YOU." Endeavors footsteps and voice echo loudly in the hallway far in front of Shoto.

"I never said I was coming with you anyways, so leave." Shoto replies without looking up his phone and dragging his feet to go as slow as he could.

A triggered Endeavor walks back and stops the kid in his tracks. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?! Shouto flinches slightly but kept his composure. Surely he wouldn't mess me up in the school hallways.

"Don't raise your voice, unless you want to attract attention." he replies in his usual monotone voice.

SLAP! "Don't talk back to me! The only one attracting attention here is YOU by being late all the time. USELESS. LETS GO!"

"And why is that exactly? Maybe because I'm passed out in the training room every morning?"

Endeavor walks even closer towards him, forcing him to be pinned to a wall on one side of the hallway. "SO WEAK, AND YOU STILL DARE BLAME ME FOR THIS." He paused as the hallways got hotter and hotter from his flames and the tensions rose between the two, but the younger didn't give in easily. He kept his head lowered while still scrolling away on his phone and dissasociating from it all.

Suddenly in annoyance, Endeavor grabs Shoto's neck with a fiery fist, pushing the boys entire weight onto the wall with a loud bang and lifting him up slightly. He drops his phone as panic and hyperventilation overtakes him quickly. "SCARED NOW? DISGRACE! YOU CAN'T EVEN FIGHT ME! THIS IS YOUR LESSON TO NOT TALK BACK TO ME! Shoto tries clawing his way out of this fiery chokehold, even kicking his feet to get the bastard away from him, but all in vain. Losing consciousness rapidly, he racks his brain for solutions...

Suddenly he's reminded of a trick that had worked at home during a previous chokehold to alert his sister, and successfully escape the hell. With his left side, he mustered up all his strength to create the strongest flames he could.

Surely this will alert the teachers...

To be continued...

**Why am i so inconsistent with posting new chapters. why oh why**
tho to be fair classes started shortly after new year and I had to focus on that. But im back babyyy after being sick for a week and taking a break from school. 🤩🤩🤩

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Thank you for reading!!