Being shaken awaken wasn't a pleasant experience for Satori. As soon as she'd registered the sensation, Satori had leapt back and drawn a feather, only relenting when she saw that the person in front of her didn't look like he meant any harm.

The man who'd awakened her looked to be in his mid-thirties, with a relatively normal appearance except for the two antenna on his head. There was a set of keys clenched in his hand. Satori presumed that he lived in the apartment complex near the area she'd fallen asleep in.

Behind him, there was a small boy who had red skin but shared the same antenna on his head as well. Black eyes looked at her inquisitively while (his father?) stepped backwards at her quick reaction.

"Uh, kid? Are you okay?" the man asked, hesitant. Clearly he hadn't expected such a hostile reaction from a girl asleep in the woods near his apartment. In her defense, she had no idea who he was or what he wanted with her. It was an automatic reflex for her to be ready to protect herself.

"I'm fine," Satori mumbled, voice groggy from sleep. She rubbed at her eyes while the man looked so confused it was almost hilarious. She could tell he wanted to go back to his apartment but didn't want to leave someone her age alone in such an isolated area.

"I need to figure something out. Can you tell me where the nearest library is?"

"Um," the man said, before snapping out of whatever speculations he had about her. "It's about four miles from here, but… someone your age really shouldn't be walking alone."

"Don't worry," Satori said, sending the man one of her most brilliant smiles. The effect is probably dulled by the dirt on her face. "All my friends are waiting for me there, and my parents know that I'm out here."

She can't blame the man for looking so disbelieving. After all, what kind of normal parents would knowingly allow their child to sleep outdoors in the middle of the day?

But she really, really needed to get going and do reconnaissance about her circumstances. Satori couldn't afford to waste any more time than what she already has.

Every minute she had was precious.

The boy tugs at his father's hand, mumbling, "Can we go home now?"
The conflict on his face is clear: go home so he and his son can relax, or keep on staying there with a girl who obviously wasn't going to give him answers.

In the end, she can see the moment he resigns himself to going home. After all, it wasn't really his business about her circumstances.

"Well, be careful," he says, as he hefts the boy up onto his shoulders. She can see him turn away to walk towards the building before suddenly stopping. He turns back around before pulling something out of a pocket.

"Take this," he insists, before placing a pamphlet into her hand. It turns out to be a map of the area she was in. Satori unfolded it and spotted the name of the apartment complex on the paper (someone had circled it) and the library labelled a few inches away.

It's a kindness she never expected to receive from a stranger.

"Thank you, sir," she says, grateful for the directions. Now she wouldn't have to fly up into a tree and try to spot the library in a game of 'Which building is it?' and try not to look like a headless chicken.

"I can always get another one, don't worry. But please, take care," he says, polite as ever, before once again moving towards his apartment. She can see his smile as his son chatters away about meaningless topics as they walk back.

Taking the map, Satori jogs the opposite direction of where the two were headed as she makes her way out of the woods and onto a bustling sidewalk.

It was filled with life and exuberance, as she can hear the chatter of mothers along with the honking of cars. There are teenagers laughing as they walk with their friends, businessmen muttering furiously under their breaths, and children babbling while their parents push them in strollers.

All in all, it's so casual yet so vibrant that Satori almost feels overwhelmed by the cheerfulness of life surrounding her.

Pulling out the map, she notes the street she's on before making her way towards the library noted. She garners a few looks for her messy face and clothes as she walks quickly, but most seem content to ignore her.

"Look, mama! It's an angel!"

Satori almost snorts at the comparison as she sees the woman hush her daughter before giving her an apologetic glance. She waves it away before continuing her path, contemplative.

She had pink hair and blue eyes, but her wings were white, just like the snow and the clouds. Her dad enjoyed calling her 'his little angel' when she was younger, amused by her embarrassment at the nickname. She shakes her head as a numbness sets into her chest.

She's never going to be able to see him again.

Shoving her emotions inside her head, she starts to walk as fast as she can without seeming like she's trying to run. Satori's relieved when she spots faded kanji above the building spelling the same name that she'd seen on the map. Pushing the door in, she basks in the glory of the air conditioner as it cools her down.

Nobody's was at the front, so Satori made her way through the building before spotting a set of computers located next to a large set of windows. The glass didn't seem too durable when she tapped on it, making it an easy escape route if anything happened.

She winced when some people turned sharply towards her direction at the noise. Satori simply sits in her chair, not moving a muscle, and luckily for her those disturbed have simply dismissed the noise.

She's relieved. The last thing she wanted to do was draw attention to herself.

Starting up the computer, she looks at the date in the corner of the screen before her eyes widen.

Aizawa-senpai, you really are one impressive bitch.

She was thirteen in the past, almost a year before she was born. That… the shear scale of what her senpai had accomplished was almost mind-boggling. Advanced trigger or not, Aizawa Eri truly was one of the most powerful people she'd known.

An ad pops up at the bottom of the screen, and Satori moved to click out of it but stopped to see what it said. Her heart freezes as she realized something.

Apply for heroics! Shiketsu High School Class of 23XX! Entrance exam only 6 months away!

It was August, and the entrance exams for all of the heroics schools were usually in February. That wasn't the cause of her shock.

It was six months until Fumi-nii would take the entrance exam and then enter U.A.

Satori can't help but be startled by the realization, as it was only beginning to settle in just how far back she'd been sent. Opening another tab, she searches for the name 'Hawks' and presses enter, and it's a testament to her abilities that she doesn't start to cry.

Her dad looks so young and energetic at first glance, and she open a video and sees him flying through the air as he takes down a villain with sheer speed. He's grinning throughout the entire fight, and she can't help the lump that forms in her throat as she sees his wings.

They're beautiful, identical to hers except for the red as she sees them in action. She's seen them before, online, but seeing them like this was different. Knowing that this was exactly how he looked at the moment.

The sheer scale of them is amazing, as he expanded them and soars through the sky. He sends a cheeky wink at the camera, and she marveled at how young he looked. Her dad would be 21 now, and his face is smooth and devoid of any scarring.

Bitterness washes over her as she sees how intact her dad's wings are right now. She'd never gotten the experience of flying together with him, and no matter how many times she'd flown with Fumi-nii it was never the same. She remembers how downcast he'd looked when she whined about wanting to fly with him when she was younger.

Satori hates how they'd never gotten to experience the joy of flying together.

There's a light in his eyes too, still there despite the years of being trained by the Hero Commission, and it aches that it was her father, Dabi, who'd been responsible for it's disappearance. She doesn't even know if she considers the man her father, considering everything he'd done to her dad.

The reveal of Dabi as Todoroki Touya, lost son of Endeavor, was well before her time, but she knows that her dad had loved the man despite his scars and the hate he'd apparently been full of.

Takami Keigo had loved him until Touya burned off his wings and left him without a purpose, abandoned by the Hero Commission, causing her dad so much stress that she'd been born prematurely.

The bastard didn't even have the decency to stick around, rendering Endeavor quirkless with a permanent quirk-destroying bullet in a suicide attack after broadcasting his origins to the world, which had effectively ended the flame hero's career. He'd laughed even as he burned himself to death, despite the efforts of his younger brother to try and extinguish the fire with his ice.

Satori knows that Todoroki Touya's abuse at the hands of his father, her grandfather, was terrible. Todoroki Enji, despite his attempted atonement, was inexcusable in the way he'd treated his family. She resents her grandfather, who'd hidden himself from the public eye after becoming quirkless, for how he'd created the man who'd broken her dad.

She knows that in the end, Dabi was a shell of his former self, broken and insane after his first 'death.' She knows he wasn't all gone, from the tales her Dad would tell her when she was older and had begged him for information until he gave in.

Logically, she should want to redeem him. Want for her father and her dad to get a happy ending together.

But she can't forget years of having her dad flinch at her eyes when she got angry, feeling his fear and helplessness whenever she activated her fire. Hearing her dad scream and sob in his sleep as he re-experienced the loss of his wings, and waking up to find them non-existent.

She knows her dad loved her, had always been enough for her despite lacking a second parental figure. Fumi-nii and Aunt Rumi had been essentially been their family.

But she can't forget that she and her dad were robbed by the actions of Todoroki Touya, who'd lashed out at her dad despite him having no knowledge of the Todoroki Family's business, and seeing him in present day makes her ache for what could've been.

She's never had the pleasure of meeting her father, the man dying shortly after her birth. But all Satori knows is that she wants to protect her dad, and prevent him from becoming the broken man she'd been raised by. Seeing his smile, his wings, fuels her desire to make sure he stays like that.

Her father, Todoroki Touya, was alive right now. She knows he joined the League after the capture of the Hero Killer, months from now. But right now, he was probably on his own, doing his best to survive by himself. He would probably be alone most of the time, and her wings didn't have the weakness her dad did.

Satori doesn't know how to feel about this. All she knows is that seeing this era of peace, the age of All Might, makes her bitter that this couldn't have lasted for her lifetime.

Satori never, ever wants to hear choked sobs again in the middle of the night about her father, or screams as her dad writhes against non-existent fire. She never wants to see her dad step back when her wings catch on fire, or flinch when she gets annoyed at him.

Satori doesn't know the extent she's prepared to go to make sure of that.