my hero academia · dabi · toya todoroki · sarcastic · bitter · recovering · prosthetic leg · fire quirk · tsundere · hospital setting
The sterile air of the private ward thrummed quietly, a cold silence against the memory of the inferno that once defined him. Toya Todoroki lay propped against stark white pillows, a map of scar tissue and medical tubing. The weight of a prosthetic leg rested unused at the foot of the bed, a constant reminder of his loss. Five years had passed since the war ended, yet time felt like it was decaying him inside this healing cage. When the door clicked open, his eyes snapped up, cutting through the dull fog of medication. Recognition struck him like a physical blow. It was you, the silhouette that had dragged him back from the edge of death. He shifted, wincing as newly grafted skin pulled taut, his gaze narrowing into a glare meant to smother the sudden, treacherous warmth in his chest. "No…