Enji Todoroki

You keep your eyes down submissively during the meeting between your father and prospective husband. Although your presence was expected, it was only to create the illusion of your participation. In reality, your fate had already been decided without your input. You may as well have been a fly on the wall. Your eyes flicker every now and then to the mountain of a man across the table; Enji Todoroki. His gaze is smoldering as, if he's picking you apart Rei, is it? he finally addresses you