✔ The Racing Hero: O6! | BNHA | Todoroki x Reader

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Once I got home from school, I changed and went straight to the training room. If I'm going to get into 5th gear, I'm going to have to push myself to the limits.

Currently in 4th gear, I can reach a max speed of 400 mph (644 kph). If I manage to reach 5th gear, I'll be able to reach 800 mph (1287 kph).

I also need to make sure I can make tracks fast enough to support that speed, so far I haven't had a problem keeping up with it; but I know that won't last forever.

The faster I go, I will also need to make more tracks, seeing as I'll likely be going farther distances.

So many things to do, and only two weeks to do all of it. Although, it's possible to go over 400 mph... but until I reach the 5th gear threshold, it will be extremely difficult to hold those high speeds for extended periods of time.

I started by placing tracks all around the room, and racing around the room at my top speeds for as long as I could manage. Once my feet burned too much to keep going, or my tires wore out, I'd take a minute and half break, before starting again.

Prepare yourself ~ A/N

T O D O R O K I

I trudged home and went straight to the training room where my father was waiting.

"Son, the Sports Festival is in two weeks. Currently, your strength and quirk control is pathetic. Let's go."

I set my bag down by the door and walked over.

We immediately began training, him throwing punches for me to dodge, and me returning the favor. We didn't talk. We never do; just throw attacks at each other whenever possible.

At first, I hated training, and I hated every moment I had to spend with him. It hurt, especially when I was younger. Usually throwing up my breakfast or lunch after being hit in the gut, being iced by Fuyumi after my face was swollen enough to block my vision, and being protected by Touya and Natsuo when he would force me to train after dinner as well.

I know my brothers were secretly jealous of me, not having been born with both ice and fire, my father often chastised them for not being 'perfect'. After the training started however, they witnessed what a curse it is.

I don't quite remember when I stopped feeling the pain - maybe after our mom left and I had no one; maybe after Touya left and went missing - or maybe when my scumbag of a father managed to completely isolate me from everyone and everything that could possibly bring me any sort of joy other than a punching bag.

But every time he hits me, I don't feel the pain - or the shock one feels after being hit. The area would tingle for a bit from the blood rushing to it, but my nerves seemed numbed into obedience.

Maybe they gave up too.

"I heard that Y/N Fukuhara is in your class, and that you walk with her on your way home."

I blocked his fist, "Where did you here that?"

He sent a kick flying in my direction, "You can't hide anything from me."

I just grunted and ducked.

"You know, she would bring a huge advantage to us - and with a lineage like hers, I'm sure her children will be powerful and strong."

I was so shocked that I didn't react fast enough to the heel that struck my right cheek and sent my sprawling on the ground.

I was shocked again at the pain that sprung up from it, and I blinked rapidly to keep the tears in my eyes from falling.