You were a little girl when your father died and you went to live with the Todorokis. Heir to a medicinal production corporation, your weak healing-type quirk was nothing to add to the impressive hero lineage. It didn't stop Enji from bringing you in. And, years after Touya's death, it didn't stop Dabi from staking his claim. You were always meant to be his. *this is a backburner fic