The Todoroki Life

Follow my dreams?

    And that's exactly what I did. I took some time to think. I laid in my bed, staring up at the ceiling.
    There's no way, right?
    Of course there was no way. I mean, yeah, of course it would be great, but there were so many reasons it just wasn't possible. But the more I thought about it, if All Might himself straight up said he believed in me, shouldn't I have at least taken a chance...? It wasn't fair to him for me to not do anything...
    I rolled over and grabbed a picture off my bed side table. It was all of us except father. Mom, Shoto, Natsuo, Fuyumi, me...and even Toya... Mom snuck us all out to have some fun. Shoto was a bit distant, since it wasn't normal for him to spend time with the rest of us. In the picture, we were standing in front of an ice cream shop, holding our ice cream cones. Shoto and I were 5, at the time, meaning Natsuo was 9, Fuyumi was 13, and...Toya was 11... It was the last picture we had with him, before...
    Anyways, I simply hugged the picture close to my chest and looked over at my window. I saw the star lights strung from my curtain rod. Of course I'm a fan girl, so I looked around at all the posters of anime characters and singers I admired. It was bright outside, and I thought maybe I should go for a walk, maybe clear my head. Truth be told, in that moment, I really just wanted to talk with my big brother, Shoto.
    I heard the door to the house swing open and angry footsteps marched toward my bedroom door. There was an angry knock at my door, and I knew it must have been father. I placed my treasured picture back on my bedside table and rolled off my bed, landing on my feet. I walked over to my door and opened it.
    "Yes, Father?" I said.
    "All Might saw you fighting a villain today..." Endeavor growled.
    "Well, yeah. Someone was in trouble, was I just supposed to stand there-"
    "It was not your place!"
    "But dad, I-"
    "I don't want to hear it! Do you honestly think you can ever be a hero?!" he laughed. "Don't be ridiculous! You're a quirkless failure!"
    "Dad!" Fuyumi ran over. "Please don't talk that way to her. She has a right to dream!"
    "And a dream is all it will ever be!" Endeavor snapped.
    "Don't you think I know that?" I mumbled.
    "Don't get smart with me, girl!" Endeavor growled, pointing his finger in my face.
    I rolled my eyes and turned away from him, slamming my door.
    "You brat!" he hollered at me.
    "Father, please stop," I heard Fuyumi attempt to reason. "Just leave her be..."
    "I don't need you telling me what to do!"
    I ignored them... I blocked them out as I sat back down on my bed and curled up into a ball. Yelling was normal around here. I didn't cry over stupid fights, anymore. Words were words. That's all they were, and all they would ever be. In that moment, I really couldn't wait for Shoto to get home so I could complain to him about Father. Shoto always seemed to understand me. People say twins may look similar but have different personalities, but Shoto and I...we are almost identical people. We look alike, and I swear we have the same brain. We always come up with the same ideas. Our biggest difference is the way we express ourselves. He's more quiet and less outgoing than I am. We may come to blows at times, but we always make it up to each other in the end.
    I didn't feel like waiting for Shoto, since I was so bored, so I figured I would text him.
    "Hey," I sent.
    "In class. Everything alright?" he replied.
    "Yeah, I'm just bored. Sry."
    "No worries. I should be home soon."
    I opened my laptop and decided to delve into my world of imagination. My fingers flew across the keyboard as the words in my mind dropped onto the screen before me. I was lost in my world of a girl searching for romance, living through a struggle. The main character was a lot like me. She was emotionally strong and kind, and desperately wanted somebody to love. I paused, and questioned what to make happen next. As I sat there, my eyes grew heavy, and I felt myself slowly drifting off to sleep...
    "Sam," I heard a very familiar voice say. "Sam, I'm home."
    My eyes fluttered open and I saw Shoto standing in front of me.
    "Oh," I sat up. "I don't even remember falling asleep..."
    "You must have been tired. How was your day? I heard about All Might coming to the rescue."
    "Oh, it was...alright. Dad, of course, was a jerk about the All Might thing when he got home..."
    "Eh, don't worry about him," Shoto shrugged. "Some people never change."
"Yeah..." I trailed off. "Oh! How was your first day of hero school?!"
    "I actually wanted to talk to you about U.A."
    "Oh?"
    I leaned in, assuming this had to do with the conversation between All Might and I.
    "All Might really thinks you should join..."
    I sighed. As much as I appreciated it, there was just no way!
    "Look," he went on. "I could help you. It's not impossible. If this is something you want to do, I believe you can achieve it. You're a strong girl and a hard worker. You always have been."
    "I just...there's no way. Shoto, I would love to be a hero, more than I previously realized, but I just don't think it could work out! Would Dad even let me?!"
    "Look, who gives a shit about what Dad thinks...? You don't need him. None of us do."
    I looked down at his smooth hands and remembered holding them in fear, as a young child. Sometimes I still wanted to hold them.
Everything he said of course made sense, but it all just felt so impossible.
"How about this, you could just come to U.A. with me tomorrow and we could talk to All Might together?"
"I guess," I nodded, still looking down.
"We don't even have to tell Dad that you're going."
I decided there was no reason I shouldn't give it a shot, so I agreed.