Prince of the Burning

Shoto looked down took the offered letter. He examined it for a moment and surely enough his name was on it. He turned it over and then narrowed his eyes and he growled, “This seal.”There was a distinct chill in the air and Izuku couldn’t help but shiver because of it. He reached out to put a hand on his shoulder as he muttered, “Sho-”Shoto squeezed his hand shut around the letter and crushed it as he frowned to himself. He didn’t look at anyone as he began to walk away and mumbled, “If you’ll excuse me.”“And what was all that about?” Hitoshi asked no one in particular. Seeing Shoto like that was a bit unnerving. His usual soft smile being replaced by that hard glare was pretty shocking. He almost seemed like a different person all of a sudden.“There's only one person that could ever make the air around Shocchan chill so suddenly like that.” Izuku explained softly. A worried look spread across his face and he looked over to the door that Shoto had just disappeared out of. His voice was barely audible as he added, “His father.”