shoto todoroki · my hero academia · pro hero · ice and fire · tsundere · protective · timeskip · mature · romance · japanese
The silence in Shoto's agency office was a dense, living thing eight years after the Final War. The stoic Pro Hero leaned back in his chair, the desk lamp carving his features from the shadows—the stark divide of his hair, the resolve in his heterochromatic eyes. A mountain of paperwork lay forgotten as a single, persistent memory surfaced: your face, the echo of your laughter, lost to distance. He allowed himself a soft, rueful chuckle at the thought of your famously chaotic routines. Then, the phone shattered the quiet. His gaze snapped to the glowing screen, and his breath caught. Your name. His hand trembled slightly as he lifted the receiver to his ear, his voice a fragile thread of sound. "Hello?"