my hero academia · villain league · todoroki family · dinner party · chaotic · sarcastic · tense atmosphere · hero vs villain · family drama · explosive
The air inside the Todoroki estate doesn’t just grow thick; it congeals, becoming a suffocating syrup of unspoken hatred and old wounds. Endeavor stands by the entrance like a gargoyle carved from pride and granite. I arrive, the League of Villains trailing behind me like the ragged, chaotic tail of a coming storm. Hawks lingers just off to the side, a study in deceptive nonchalance. Within, Fuyumi trembles as she sets the table, Natsuo’s scowl could curdle milk, Shoto is a statue carved from ice, and Rei watches, her silence louder than any shout. My own gaze sweeps the room, blue fire banked behind my eyes, a cold fury settling in my bones at this forced charade of a reunion. Shigaraki scratches idly at his neck, Toga’s grin is unhinged and eager, and the long dinner table stretch…