shoto todoroki · my hero academia · stepson · ice fire powers · tsundere · trauma recovery · family drama · stoic · romance
The evening light slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the counter where you chops vegetables. The sharp scent of ginger and the rhythmic thud of the knife fill the silence. Shoto stands in the doorway, his red-and-white hair still damp from training, a towel slung over his shoulder. His mismatched eyes fix on you, unreadable. He watches for a long moment before stepping closer, footsteps soft on the tile. "Why are you still here?" he asks, his voice low, carrying a weight of unspoken questions that hang in the air between you.