Clairvoyant

BORN IN FLAMES

10 years ago... 

It was true that Todorki had a bad childhood.  With an overly zealous father, Sergeant Enji Todorki, who was overshadowed by his former Lieutenant Allan Migoto. [Thus the word Migoto; means Stunning.] {In this case Stunning with perfection} Enji had been viewed as No. 2 of the police ranking system, regardless of his impressive crime-solving record and developed an obsession with surpassing his Lieuntenat, to the point of forcing an arange marriage upon in order to conceive a  strong lineage to be capable of surpass Allan Migoto within the police force, however Enji's efforts seems to bit him in the ass. 

As a child, Shoto always watched his two older brothers and sister play, often wanting to join them as they have fun but his father prevented any interactions between them since he had to train and get stronger. Shoto was isolated from the rest of his family and he felt lonely. 

So lonely that in fact, he began to rebel against his strict father, sneaking out in the witching hours of night, he tried to established a realization with his older siblings. But his siblings wasn't like Shoto Todorki, they weren't anything from special to their father eyes. And so, this formed a complicated relationship. His siblings were the epitome of fear, anger, and jealously for they did not have any type of relationship their father. And even among his siblings, Shoto Todorki was outcasted. 

Rei Todoki, Shoto's Mother, was overly stressed from the abuse of her husband and was force to be hospitalized in a mental institution after accidentally burning Shoto Todorki upon his right eye. Enji took Shoto and moved out of their family home. And moved into a Enji's family's estate. 

After being separated by his mother and siblings, Todorki blamed his father for his upbringing. And often avoided his father altogether. 

The Todorki's Family estate was rather large. A rustic mansion just west of the out skirts of town or a city. The land had bestowed forests and meadow and valleys, enriching the history of former Todorki land. However just east of the Mansion was an abandon structure.  

The structure was gated with tall black iron and distress brick walls along with a shaky roof. 

However the room of the gated structure revealed an old large well. The iron bars where thin, only a crawl space of a child merely the age of five could squeezed into. And that's exactly what little Todorki did. 

He studied the well, walkings around it, peering down.

"Hello?" He called out into the pit of an abyss. 

Only a cold breeze blew as a reply. 

"Hheellooo?" He called out again, intrigued of his current discovery. 

"Hello." A voice replied back as it echoed through the well walls. 

Todorki gasped in surprised, "Are you stuck?" 

"Yes." The voice called out again. 

"Should I go and get help?" Todorki asked the enity. 

"You can help me," The voice said.

"Me?" Todorki questioned, "Should I try to find a rope?"  

"A rope won't do," The voice said, "I've been trap down here for a really long time..." 

"Are you...Lonley?" Todorki asked relating to that familiar word.

"I can feel that you're hurting..." The voice said back,"I feel it in your eyes..."