❝ My parents... ❞ He let out a heaving sigh. No one ever asked what his parents were like, much less in general. ❝ My father.... Junak. He was a proud, honorable man. He was one of the many reasons I became a hero. He was known as Tiny. He was a very blury Japanese man, proud of his home country and moved to America to start a family. His quirk was a muscle enhancement type that grew more powerful the more he took on. A lot of people back then said I was the spitting image of him as a child. Doubt they would say that now. ❞ He gave a sad chuckle, it then quickly dispersing. ❝ Then... my mother, Lily. She was a bright, American girl ready to settle down and start a family, she was fresh out of university. She wasn’t very supportive on the hero thing, and thought that problems could be shoved through words, not violence. Still, she loved Junak dearly and wouldn’t trade him for the world. ❞ ❝ She worked at a Daycare, the same I went to as a child. SunnySideup was what it was called, very cheesy. Her quirk was able to calm people down with a simple touch. It went well with her peace and loving nature. She was very strict while my father was a big softy behind closed doors. Grew me up like a mother should. ❞ Toshinori put a hand in his hair, tangling his fingers in the blond filled mess. ❝ My father died fighting a villian named Hammer. I don’t know the details, for no one ever told me how. My mother soon sent me here, to Japan, a week after his death. Alone. I’ve tried to call her hundreds of times, I’ve even flew over to America myself to check on her. When I did, our house was empty, everything was gone. Lily had disappeared, and to this day, I have no idea whether she is alive, or dead. ❞ He gave another long sigh, closing his eyes and gripping his hair. ❝ I think, I hope they would be proud of me. To see their only son change the world and bring it to peace. Yet, I’ll never know. ❞
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