~-Trial and Error-~

Chapter 1

"Touya, calm down...you can get through this..."

"No, I can't...! No, I..."

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Chapter 1

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The famous hero Shoto.

Everybody knew him, everybody loved him. The children idolize him. The boys envy him. The girls swoon over him. Anyone with knowledge of him knew that he was the son of Endeavor, the hero who had stopped more crimes than anyone else in history.

But, behind all of this, who is he... really?

...

"I'm home."

The familiar voice rang through the Todoroki household.

"Shoto! Welcome home." Fuyumi announced with joy.

"What's up, little bro?" Natsuo got up off the couch and gave his brother a noogie. Shoto tried to escape it, but eventually, let his brother have his fun.

Shoto sat down on the couch, his two energetic siblings following him.

"What are you doing back here? I thought you were out on duty or something today." Natsuo asked, Fuyumi agreeing with him.

Shoto let out a small sigh. "Midoriya- Er, Deku is taking care of it. He insisted I get a few days of rest. I personally don't think I need it, but it's worthless arguing with him. Trust me, I've tried." Fuyumi smiled.

"I'm glad you're getting a while off work! Are you going to stay here?" She asked with a grin. Shoto nodded in return.

"That's awesome. Your room is still the same as you left it, so get comfy." Natsuo stated, relaxing back onto the couch. "You go do whatever, I'll be chilling here."

Fuyumi nodded in agreement and walked Shoto up to his room. Shoto thanked her and closed the door.

"....It's just like I remember it."

The room was set up like it always had been. It looked like nothing had even been moved. Or touched, for that matter. 

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Staring at the ceiling and making pictures out of the paint creases can get repetitive if you do it for hours on end, Shoto thought. Of course, it was a stupid and blatantly obvious thought. But the male was too out of it to care.

It was so different to be doing nothing for once.
He turned to the side and adjusted his pillow. His gaze lowered as he was closing his eyes, but the corner of what seemed like a polaroid photo just slipped into his view.

Sitting up and moving his pillow, his eyes widened a little as nostalgia came over him. A small, worn polaroid photo of him and his siblings was laying on the bedsheets.

Shoto picked it up with care and looked at it, sudden memories flooding back to him. He hadn't thought about his childhood in so long, his life was so busy...

As he remembered watching his siblings play and occasionally being able to play with them, his eyes lit up just a little.

And then, it came back to him. Something he never wanted to think about or come across again. The ugly truth he never wanted to believe. The sense of despair and loneliness he never wanted to admit. The only thing he regretted leaving behind.

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Thank you for reading. I apologize if there are any grammar or spelling mistakes. Chapter 2-6 should be out very soon.